The moon tonight, it shines so bright
reflects off your teeth as you snarl and b***
no b******, grow hair, you know I don't care
You're still my gal but I would not dare
Upset you now, there's sweat on my brow
I swallow my pride and you start to growl
That time again, because of your sin
You're on the rag and the killings begun
Hup!
Up and down the streets of town,
I look for a wolf, but she can't be found
Oh girl is it wrong when you're in that thong?
When I know you won't be a girl for long
You s***! You tease! You dancing sleaze!
I'm on my knees and I'm begging you please
Come home before you change for the worse
It runs in your family girl, you got the curse!
Harrooooo!!
You're emotional to say the least
But you make a lovely beast
It's not your fault that you're a b****
not like a vampire or witch
you're on all fours it turns me on
But I think that I should run
You're ravenous. IT'S YOUR TIME OF THE MONTH
(Time-time-Time of the month!) It's your time of the month!
Sometimes I wish that you were dead
despite the way you move and how you play with my head
But God has left you empty and the mark is on your hand
A silver bullet through your heart I hope you understand.
reflects off your teeth as you snarl and b***
no b******, grow hair, you know I don't care
You're still my gal but I would not dare
Upset you now, there's sweat on my brow
I swallow my pride and you start to growl
That time again, because of your sin
You're on the rag and the killings begun
Hup!
Up and down the streets of town,
I look for a wolf, but she can't be found
Oh girl is it wrong when you're in that thong?
When I know you won't be a girl for long
You s***! You tease! You dancing sleaze!
I'm on my knees and I'm begging you please
Come home before you change for the worse
It runs in your family girl, you got the curse!
Harrooooo!!
You're emotional to say the least
But you make a lovely beast
It's not your fault that you're a b****
not like a vampire or witch
you're on all fours it turns me on
But I think that I should run
You're ravenous. IT'S YOUR TIME OF THE MONTH
(Time-time-Time of the month!) It's your time of the month!
Sometimes I wish that you were dead
despite the way you move and how you play with my head
But God has left you empty and the mark is on your hand
A silver bullet through your heart I hope you understand.