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| Type O Negative |
Black No. 1
by Type O Negative
I went looking for trouble
And boy
I found her...
She's in love with herself.
She likes the dark
On her milk white neck.
The Devil's mark.
It's all Hallows Eve.
The moon is full.
Will she trick or treat?
I bet she will.
She will.
Happy Halloween.
She's got a date at midnight
With Nosferatu.
Oh baby, Lilly Munster.
Ain't got nothing on you.
Well when I called her evil
She just laughed.
And cast that spell on me.
Boo Bitch Craft.
Yeah you wanna go out
'cause it's raining and blowing.
You can't go out
'cause your roots are showing.
Dye 'em black.
Dye 'em black.
Black black black black No. 1
Black black black black No. 1.
Little wolf skin boots
And clove cigarettes.
An erotic funeral
For witch she's dressed.
Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves.
Everyday is Halloween.
Yeah you wanna go out
'cause it's raining and blowing.
You can't go out
'cause your roots are showing.
Dye 'em black.
Dye 'em black.
Black black black black No. 1
She dyes'em black
Black black black black No. 1
Black No. 1.
Loving you
Loving you,
Love loving you
Was like loving the dead.
Loving you
Loving you,
Love loving you
Was like loving the dead.
Loving you
Was like loving the dead,
Loving you
Was like loving the dead.
Loving you
Was like loving the dead,
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead.
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead.
Loving you
Loving you,
Love loving you
Was like loving the dead.
Was like fucking the dead.
Loving you
Was like loving the dead,
Loving you
Was like loving the dead.
Loving
Was
Was
Loving you
Loving you
Loving you,
Loving you
Loving you
Loving you
Was like loving the dead.
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead.
Black black black black No. 1
She dyes'em
Black black black black No. 1
Black No. 1.
Black black black black No. 1
Black black black black No. 1
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