When you lay down in your bed tonight
Try to think of pretty things
When the vampire comes a-calling
Hold your ears against the song he sings
Nothing's too high, nothing's too hard
Let me get my fingers on you
When the needle starts to scratchin on your door
This is one sound you must learn to ignore
Lay down in it
You deserve every little bed sore
Nothing's too high, nothing's too hard
Let me get my fingers on you
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