If you are aware of something worse than a vampire, always tell me about it, it could make me smile If you want to make me happy, Take me to see a horror movie. No need for an air conditioned theater To get the chills even in summer.
I love the blood that flows at night deep in the woods. I love hearing the screams of victims being drowned. But hang on, what's that noise? The shutters are chattering, so are my teeth.
If you want to make me happy, Figure out a way for me to be scared.
In history class when I was learning about the kings of France, My preference was drawn toward good old Louis XI, The one who began the practice Of putting his rivals in a cage.
If you want to make me happy, My only pleasure is to be scared.
And now and then when I dream about my Prince Charming, He doesn't have to be handsome or tall. So long as he is English and a singer, That will keep me in the genre of horror films.
And seeing as this story has to come to an end, See ya, I have to go rejoin my vampire. He's been waiting for me for over an hour. He must be so bloody worried about me.
Bloody worried about me... bloody worried about me... Bloody worried about me... bloody worried about me... Bloody worried about me...