| Three hundred years ago
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| I thought I might get some sleep
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| I stretched myself out onna antique bed
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| An' my spirit did a midnight creep
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| You know I’ll never sleep no more
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| It seem to me that it just ain’t wise
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| Didja ever wake up in the mornin'
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| With a zomby woof behind your eyes
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| Just about as evil as you could be
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| I am the zomby woof
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| I’m that creature all the ladies been talkin' about
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| I am the zomby woof
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| They all seek for shelter when I come chargin' out
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| Tellin' you all the zomby troof
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| Here I’m is, the zomby woof
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| Tellin' you all the Zomby troof
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| Here I’m is
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| Reety-awrighty, he da zomby woof
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| Reety-awrighty, he da zomby woof
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| They said aw-reety an' they was aw-righty
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| An' I was a Zomby for you, little lady
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| I got a great big pointed fang
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| Which is my zomby toof
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| My right foot’s bigger than my other one is
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| Like a reg’lar zomby hoof
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| If I raid your dormitorium
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| Don’t try to remain aloof
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| I might snatch you up screamin' through the window all nekkid
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| An' do it to you up on the roof
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| Don’t mess with the zomby woof
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| I am about as evil as a Boogie Man can be!
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| Tellin' you all the zomby troof
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| Here I’m is, the zomby woof
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| Tellin' you all the zomby troof
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| Here I’m is, the zomby woof |