The Night of the Loving Dead

Now beware the streets tonite
Lay low fill the sunrise
The undead casanovas hunt for love

Lock the doors, drop the blinds
Keep quiet and stay inside

Bequeath thy loving - My body's cold
I take you in my coffing where you can kiss my bones

On the night of the loving dead
Love the un-living, no skins attached
On the night of the loving dead
The night of the loving dead

Dressing sharp, an naturel
Looking drop dead gorgeous
Sins of the rotten flesh for you to hold

My cares's is terminal
'Cause my touch is torture
There's no way in hell I'd let you go

Bequeath thy loving - My body's cold
I take you in my coffing where you can kiss my bones

On the night of the loving dead
Love the un-living, no skins attached
On the night of the loving dead
The night of the loving dead

Sex feet underground
If I had a heart you would make it pound

On the night of the loving dead
Love the un-living, no skins attached
On the night of the loving dead
Love the un-living, no skins attached
On the night of the loving dead
Love the un-living, no skins attached
On the night of the loving dead
The night of the loving dead