"Black #1"
Type O Negative

I went looking for trouble and boy - i found her

She's in love with herself - she likes the dark
on her milk white neck - the Devil's mark

Now it's all Hallows Eve - the moon is full
will she trick or treat - i bet she will
she will - happy halloween - baby

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
well 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 - dye em black

Black black black black No. 1
black black 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

Yeah you wanna go out 'cause it's raining and blowing
you can't go out 'cause your roots are showing
dye em black - dye em black

Black black black black No. 1
she dyes em black black black black No. 1

Loving you - loving you - love love loving you was like loving
the dead
loving you - loving you love love loving you was like - loving
the dead

Loving you was like loving the dead - loving you was like loving
the dead - loving you was like loving the dead
was like loving the dead - was like loving the dead - was like
loving the dead

Sacre bleu

Loving you - loving you - love love loving you was like loving
the dead - was like fucking the dead
loving you was like loving the dead - loving you was like loving
the dead - loving you was like loving the dead - was like loving
the dead
loving you - loving you - loving you - loving you - loving you -
loving you
was like loving the dead
was like loving the dead
was like loving the dead

Black black black black No. 1
she dyes it black black black black No. 1

Ooh yeah

Black black black black No. 1
black black black black No. 1

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