| Seems so long ago
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| We were a boy and girl
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| Before the World became Night of the Living Dead
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| I couldn’t catch your eye
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| You’d never notice me
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| Always surrounded by your parasitic friends
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| Infectiously in love with you
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| But you’re lost in the apocalypse
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| Should I come for you
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| Or are you already undead
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| Than be alive without you
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| Than be alive without you
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| They told me not to go
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| They told me not to try
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| They told me that you were probably infected
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| Would you be eating brains
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| And rising from a grave
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| Will you give me a kiss or try to bite my face
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| Infectiously in love with you
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| But you’re lost in the apocalypse
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| Should I come for you
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| Or are you already undead
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| Than be alive without you
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| Than be alive without you
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| I’d rather be a zombie
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| I know you’re out there I’m coming for you
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| I won’t care if you eat me
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| Whatever it takes to make you my girl
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| Brought a shotgun
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| And a chainsaw
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| I bashed some skulls with my Louisville Slugger
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| Then from behind I saw my lover
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| But then she turned around
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| And made a growling sound
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| Came running toward me am I choosing life or death
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| Too late to save her oh
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| Don’t want to be alone
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| I let her bite me now together we’re undead, undead
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| Than be alive without you
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| Than be alive without you
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| I’d rather be a zombie
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| I know you’re out there I’m coming for you
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| I won’t care if you eat me
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| Whatever it takes to make you my girl
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie
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| I, I, I, I’d rather be a zombie |