Queen of The Damned

I like my girl
In black leather boots

I like my girl
In golden earring hoops

Should've seen her yesterday
Walkin' 'round the garden in lingerie
Said her middle name was infamy
Now I think she's got it in for me

Fairy tales and Aesop fables
Couldn't warn me of this
Tried to rewrite what was
But she's too contagious

Stopped and asked her why she came
But it came out wrong
Tried to dial back, explain
But I sound so dumb

I like my girl
In ancient rituals
I like my girl
When she's dressed for funerals

She's got a coffin that's five foot four
One about five foot nine
Says we're gonna be forever
I say that's alright



Credits
Writer(s): Make Keene
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