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Wake up, wake up, wake up,
Don't
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,
Ah ha
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up,
It's naughty
Very naughty
Necrophilia
Without a care
I'm compassionate about killing her
I'd have my way with what's left of the will in her
Cosmopolitans and cocaine and an occasional pill in her
When she spoke
I saw a spark
But it was dark so
I drove her home
When she died
Sexy suicide
Sweet nothings for the Nam
You feel where I'm coming from
Have no fear
Everything's is fine
My girl parties
All the time
Did you hear what I said
With this ring I do wed
A body in my bed
She was cool when I met her
But I think I like her better
Dead
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Hahahaha
The production is progressive
But the reason is retro
The cause of cold blooded murder
I named it neo-necro
I whisper in her ear