Zombie To Be
In the morning a zombie I am till the night when I turn into a party animal
I party here and I party there
A party where I'm at
I see a hottie on my right
I wink here and I wink there
I look right at you hoping you'll come over
You look right at me
I lick my lips whispering come over here hoping you can read my lips
You come over asking for a dance to the lady next to me
Maybe you thought I was crazy but then the guy next to you came over
He was chatting up a storm with me.
He wink here and he wink there right at me
He ask for a dance
Step on that foot and step on the other
Oh how bad a dancer can one be
My feet are swollen and very painful
As sweet as he is when day light come a zombie I'll be
He'll ask for a kiss and I will deny because a zombie I'll turning into
Time to go good bye you and good bye to the hottie I wanted to take home
Good morning all time to rest these zombie eyes
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