Type-O Negative
Love you to death
In her place one hundred candles burning
As salty sweat drips from her breasts
Her hips move and I can feel what they're saying swaying
They say the beast inside of me is gonna get you get you yeah
Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine
I am your servant may I light your cigarette?
Those lips smoothe yeah I can hear what they're saying praying
They say the beast inside of me is gonna get you get you yeah
I beg to serve, your wish is my law
So close those eyes and let me love you to death
Shall I proove I mean what I'm saying, begging
I say the beast inside me is gonna get you get you yeah
Ah let me love you to
Ah let me love you to death
To death
Hey am I good enough for you?
Hey am I good enough for you?
Am I for you?
Am I for you?
Hey am I good enough for you?
Writer(s): Peter Thomas Steele
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