Now beware the streets tonite

Lay low fill the sunrise

The undead casanovas hunt for love



Lock the doors, drop the blinds

Keep quiet and stay inside



Bequeath thy loving - My body's cold

I take you in my coffing where you can kiss my bones



On the night of the loving dead

Love the un-living, no skins attached

On the night of the loving dead

The night of the loving dead



Dressing sharp, an naturel

Looking drop dead gorgeous

Sins of the rotten flesh for you to hold



My cares's is terminal

'Cause my touch is torture

There's no way in hell I'd let you go



Bequeath thy loving - My body's cold

I take you in my coffing where you can kiss my bones



On the night of the loving dead

Love the un-living, no skins attached

On the night of the loving dead

The night of the loving dead



Sex feet underground

If I had a heart you would make it pound



On the night of the loving dead

Love the un-living, no skins attached

On the night of the loving dead

Love the un-living, no skins attached

On the night of the loving dead

Love the un-living, no skins attached

On the night of the loving dead

The night of the loving dead