Black No. 1 - Type O Negative

She’s in love with herself

She likes the dark

On her milk white neck

The Devil’s mark

It’s all Hallows Eve

The moon is full

Will she trick or treat

I bet she will

She’s got a date at midnight

With Nosferatu

Oh baby, Lilly Munster

Ain’t got nothing on you

Well when I called her evil

She just laughed

And cast that spell on me

Boo Bitch Craft

Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it’s raining and blowing

You can’t go out 'cause your roots are showing

Dye em black

Black no.

1

Little wolf skin boots

And clove cigarettes

An erotic funeral

For witch she’s dressed

Her perfume smells like

Burning leaves

Everyday is Halloween

Loving you was like loving the dead