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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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