Necrophilic Affair

Necrophilic Affair

I took her out, it was a Sunday

We had some fun, at the café

But then we had to jet, we couldn't stay

She started to smell, it was decay

The manager rushed us out, said we were sick

I said he was just jealous, that I had a chick

He said some foul things, so I tossed that brick

He chased after us, but we were too quick

I took her for a drive, turned the music on

I rolled the window down, it was nearing dawn

She stared outside, and I began to yawn

I looked back, and her head was gone

I slammed down on the brakes, this was a nightmare

Her head had left, while her body remained slumped there

I should have prepared, this wasn't fair

Wasn't ready for the side-effects of a necrophilic affair

I picked her up, took her where we first met

I taped her back together, she was my perfect pet

Two lovers dancing together, in the moon's silhouette

Moving past gravestones, a night not to forget