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SHE’S A VAMPIRE She’s a vampire She feeds off of me night and day A vampire She feeds off of me That’s OK
Whenever she’s around I live beneath the ground With her She’s a vampire
She’s a vampire With her I’m equally cursed and blessed A vampire She put the unconscious mind To rest
And later in the dark The soul does Cartwheels for a lark She’s a vampire Plain and stark
At night, at night I flit around the light And never settle Like a moth, a moth Who can’t turn the engine off Not in fine fettle
She’s a vampire And when I lay me down to sleep A vampire sends me Vibrations from the deep
She’s worth her weight in gold But what she’s got can not Be sold
She’s a vampire |
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