I put my hearse in reverse, gonna go for a drive Up to cemetary, get inside I could smell her perfume got her blood in a vile Now we're gonna dig, gonna be here a while yeah! Two hours in, see her skin, threw the shovel aside Pulled her from the dirt, caught a look in her eye She's got worms in her mouth, spider webs in her hair Yeah she may be fucking dead, but I don't care DEAD she's my graveyard baby DEAD she's my horror queen Bride of Frankenstein, I'll make you come alive Oh won't you please be mine? DEAD she never tricks, she only treats She was cold to the bone, open wounds on her flesh Stitches are for bitches, body bag for a dress I poured her a shot, she threw it back real quick Now she's goin' to town, with her lips on my boomstick Lips on my boom stick She never tricks, she only treats There's nothing she won't do for me And then she did a little twist, it went just like this