Lyrics

The demon queen of high school has decreed it: She says Monday, 8 a.m., I will be deleted They'll hunt me down in study hall Stuff and mount me on the wall Thirty hours to live How shall I spend them? I don't have to stay and die like cattle I could change my name and ride up to Seattle But I don't own a motorbike Wait Here's an option that I like Spend these thirty hours getting freakay! Yeah! I need it hard I'm a dead girl walking I'm in your yard I'm a dead girl walking Before they punch my clock I'm snapping off your window lock Got no time to knock I'm a dead girl walking Veronica? What are you doing in my room? Shh... Had to see you, hope I didn't wake you See, I decided I must ride you till I break you 'Cause Heather says I gots to go You're my last meal on death row Shut your mouth and lose them tighty-whities! Come on! Tonight I'm yours I'm a dead girl walking Get on all fours Kiss this dead girl walking Let's go, you know the drill I'm hot and pissed and on the pill Bow down to the will of a dead girl walking! And you know, you know, you know It's 'cause you're beautiful You say you're numb inside But I can't agree So the world's unfair Keep it locked out there In here it's beautiful Let's make this beautiful! That works for me! Whoo! Yeah! Full steam ahead! Take this dead girl walking How'd you find my address? Let's break the bed Rock this dead girl walking I think you tore my mattress! No sleep tonight for you Better chug that Mountain Dew Okay, okay Get your ass in gear Make this whole town disappear! Okay, okay! Slap me! Pull my hair! Touch me There and there and there! And no more talking Whoa-oh-oh-oh! Love this dead girl walking Whoa, whoa! Hey, hey! Yeah, yeah! Love this dead girl Whoa, whoa! Yeah, yeah! Yeah, yeah! Love this dead girl Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Ouch! Yeah!
Writer(s): Laurence Crawford O'keefe, Kevin Conlin Murphy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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