Zombie Girl - Imelda May

Don’t want your soul

And you can keep the cash

All I’m hunting for’s

The secrets of the flesh

I don’t want marriage

Just give me your heart

I only want to be with you

Until death do us part

Pack your pistol, load your gun

I smell your blood and here I come

Ready or not, I’m gonna get my thrill

You’ll be screaming for mercy

From the zombie girl

I’m your zombie girl

I’m a blood sucking leech

And I’m stuck on you

And you won’t burn me off

Until I say we’re through

I don’t mess around

I’m a dead serious woman

I’m a love sick zombie

And I just keep a’comin

Pack your pistol, load your gun

I smell your blood and here I come

Ready or not, I’m gonna get my thrill

You’ll be screaming for mercy from the zombie girl

I’m your zombie girl

Yeaaahhhhh

Your eyes, so blue, look beautiful to me

Your lips, so red, look good enough to eat

Your legs, so long, so smooth and so tasty

No part of you would be wasted on me

Pack your pistol, load your gun

I smell your blood and here I come

Ready or not, I’m gonna get my thrill

You’ll be screaming for mercy from the zombie girl

I’m your zombie girl

I’m your zombie girl

I’m your zombie girl