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I'm a four-legged zombie on a two-step dance floor I'd double down your money honey if you know what's good for you Vampire won't go far Sucking the life out of the party Werewoolf has no chance Cause Mr. Werewoolf has no pants Since 1968 I've been the Number One Champ at the Monster Dance Party Lurch left, neck spasm Dead stare right at 'em Drag leg, knash teeth On flesh we feed I can never lose While I wear four shoes I'm the undead quadruped I could paint the town blood Ready, set, better step Back or you could lose your Headstart, you need it Clumsy mummy, poke you in the SongtexteI could cut a rug until it's Bleeding through the ceiling Bombs overhead, put your face on, ladies They'll take you home tonight Bombs overhead, paint your face by numbers They'll never run away Aus Songtexte Mania