~Good Time
She's the Devil She's sharpenin' her nails And she's hidin' little horns in her hair Candy-coated Her lips are full of sugar She'll kiss you then she'll kill you, beware She's calling me at 3 a.m. Suddenly I'm out of bed I'm driving as fast as I can She's pushing me over the— Over the edge, I am possessed I've got a playdate with death I'd go to Hell and back to get her back again Mood