A Month Dead lyrics

I lie next her in the bed,
She`s the kind of girl I`d like to wed,
Never mind the fact that she`s dead,
It turns me on. It turns me on.

Sure, She`s a little cold to the touch,
But that doesn`t bother me much,
Because the embalment`s such,
A lovely job. A lovely job.

She`s a month dead and she`s starting to smell,
But if loving a corpse is a sin...
I`ll See you in hell.

And now, I`ve got her propped up in a chair,
She`s losing her skin and her hair,
And I`m wishing she wouldn`t stare,
so much at me. So much at me.

Yeah, rigamortis has taken it`s toll,
And her body is as stiff as pole,
But I`ll never put her back in the hole,
I dug her from. I dug her from.

She`s a month dead and she`s starting to smell,
But if loving a corpse is a sin...
I`ll See you in hell.

I love you
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