February 14, 2011 by Abode Camp in The Tragically Hip

I’m A Werewolf Baby


The moon comes up, I start to sweat
call the doctor, call the vet
my brain goes numb, my blood gets hot
all I need is what you got

I’m a werewolf, baby, and here I come
I’m a werewolf, baby, and here I come

I lose control, I just can’t stop
you look so good like a big pork chop
ripped my pants, ripped my shirt
I’m gonna eat your mother for dessert

I can smell your blood, I can hear you breathe
I’m gonna eat your heart right off your sleeve
eat you cooked, eat you raw
I’m gonna rip you up like a big chain saw






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