Careful now, you're swimmin' with piranhas
Watch your step, you're trottin' on fire
Ain't my fault if you can't feel your legs
Dracula, he'll paint the city red
Careful now, I'm thirsty for a lover (woo)
Go 'head, make your wish, but say a Our Father (oh, Our Father)
'Cause violets are blue, but I smell roses on your neck
Dracula, he's fuckin' up your dress
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, yeah
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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