Zombie Prostitute

I was alone and I needed a date
I was taking a walk past the cemetery gate
When I, I saw a sign it said
"For a good time
Take a left down at tombstone number eight"
Went through the gateway and
I'm pretty sure I
Saw some eyes peeking out of the sepulchre, I
Took a step into the tomb of ill repute
That's where I met her
The Zombie Prostitute

I grabbed her left breast and I'm
Pretty sure I tore it
I said "go down" but she didn't
Have the stomach for it
Her teeth fell out and her
Tongue fell out to boot
But all in all, she was a rotten kind of cute
Well, I was tense, it was plain to see
A sort of rigor mortis was coming over me
I didn't want to see it but
I just had to believe it
I had a stiffy for the stiff in front of me

Morally, I'm destitute
In the tomb of ill repute
She's a rotten kind of cute
For a Zombie Prostitute

Now I'm falling apart from my
Head down to my toes
I don't know which of my organs
Is the next to go
I've been such a sleeze since
She gave me the disease
Wouldn't you know, now I'm a Zombie gigolo
I took my first client on a date
We took a walk to the cemetery gate
I got under her slip but then I heard a rip
I pulled it out and I said
"Baby keep the tip"

Morally, I'm destitute
In the tomb of ill repute
She's a rotten kind of cute
For a Zombie Prostitute

Morally, I'm destitute
In the tomb of ill repute
She's a rotten kind of cute
For a Zombie Prostitute