Count Dracula
Count Dracula
Oh how I yearn
To fly high above
In your arms I
Wish to fly in the sky
How I dream each night
That you would suck my
Blood until my body is bone dry
So that I might never die
I want to lie by your
Side until the end of time
Some people might cry
And ask themselves where
Did she go and why
They don’t know
That I went to be
With the dark fellow
That flies.
It’s Count Dracula
That makes me sigh.
He’s my kind of vampire guy.
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