NOSFERATU (to the tune of _Desperado_)

Nosferatu
You bit her while she was senseless
Now she's got 'bout a quart less
And it's 'so long,' now
Oh, you're a cold one
But I guess that stands to reason
Folks don't like your feedin'
And they hurt you sometimes.

Don't you bite the Queen of Diamonds, boy
She's sour and she's stale
The Queen of Heart's a juicy one, you bet.
Well it seems like lots of ladies
Think you're such an awesome male 
But a nibble on the neck is all they get.

Nosferatu,
You know you ain't gettin' older
The rot and the molder
Endlessly postponed
But living--oh living
Well that's just some people talkin'
The undead go walkin'
Through this world all alone.

Does your crypt get cold in the wintertime
Can't go out 'till the sun don't shine
Hard to wait for night-time every day.
The houses hung with garlic cloves
Such a funny way of sayin' go
Away.

Nosferatu
Your victim came to her senses
Best look to your defenses
Close up your gate 
The mob is comin'
And there's a tremble inside you
You'd better find someone to hide you
Find someone to hide you
Find someone to hide you
Before you get staked.

--Mike Juergens