She comes home to me at night
The smell of death is in the air
She’s been draining the blood
Of the corpses in her lair
She’s my mortuary girl
In this world she’s out of place
She’s rather have a guy
With a dead look on his face
And I know I’m running out of time
Every time she looks at me
My blood turns to ice
And I know I’m coming to my end
When she’s lying next to me
A scalpel in her hand
Some say I should turn and run
Pack my bags and go
But this devilish woman’s
Got a hex upon my soul
She’s my mortuary girl
She’s the love of my life
On the day she finishes me
She’s going to be my wife
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