Death Song

Kiss me goodbye now, honey
I'm going and I'm gonna be late
The reaper is taking me out tonight
We're going on
An expiration date

My best years ain't over yet
I'm laughin' with my last breath
I'm old and I'm done
Now I'm ready for some fun
And Death's got on that little black dress

I've been achin' for this invitation
To put back on my dancing shoes
If you're sad for me you're gravely mistaken
The dead are hoppin'
The living got the blues

My best years ain't over yet
I'm laughin' with my last breath
I'm old and I'm done
Now I'm ready for some fun
And Death's got on that little black dress

Take it, Tom

Bury me with my shoes on
Put me down deep in that dirt
Exterminate me, worm-bait me
Celebrate me, congratulate me
Oh, Grim Reaper, why you such a flirt

My best years ain't over yet
I'm laughin' with my last breath
I'm old and I'm done
Now I'm ready for some fun
And Death's got on that little black dress

Swing me round and lay me down
Put spending money on my eyes
My dreams are finally coming true
I've lived my best life
And I'll be waiting at the party for you



Credits
Writer(s): Molly Broadhurst, Thomas Crowley
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