I went looking for trouble
And boy, I found her
She’s in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk-white neck
The Devil’s mark
Now it’s All Hallows’ Eve
The moon is full
But will she trick or treat?
I bet she will
She will
(Happy Halloween, baby)
She’s got a date at midnight
With Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lily Munster
Ain’t got nothing on you
Well, when I called her evil
She just laughed
Well, cast that spell on me
Boo bitch-craft
Yeah, you wanna go out ’cause it’s raining and blowing
You can’t go out ’cause your roots are showing
Dye ’em black
Ooh, dye ’em black
Black, black, black, black number one
Black, black, black, black number one
Little wolf-skin boots
And clove cigarettes
An erotic funeral
For which she’s dressed
Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves
Every day
Is Halloween
Yeah, you wanna go out ’cause it’s raining and blowing
You can’t go out ’cause your roots are showing
Dye ’em black
Ooh, dye ’em black
Black, black, black, black number one
(She dyes ’em black)
Black, black, black, black number one
(Black number one)
Loving you
Loving you
Love, loving you
Was like loving the dead
Loving you
Loving you
Love, loving you
Was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Sacre bleu
Loving you
Loving you
Love, loving you
Was like loving the dead
(It was like fucking the dead)
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Loving you, loving you
Loving you, loving you
Loving you, loving you
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Black, black, black, black number one
(She dyes ’em black)
Black, black, black, black number one
(Black number one)
(Ooh yeah)
Black, black, black, black number one
Black, black, black, black number one
And boy, I found her
She’s in love with herself
She likes the dark
On her milk-white neck
The Devil’s mark
Now it’s All Hallows’ Eve
The moon is full
But will she trick or treat?
I bet she will
She will
(Happy Halloween, baby)
She’s got a date at midnight
With Nosferatu
Oh baby, Lily Munster
Ain’t got nothing on you
Well, when I called her evil
She just laughed
Well, cast that spell on me
Boo bitch-craft
Yeah, you wanna go out ’cause it’s raining and blowing
You can’t go out ’cause your roots are showing
Dye ’em black
Ooh, dye ’em black
Black, black, black, black number one
Black, black, black, black number one
Little wolf-skin boots
And clove cigarettes
An erotic funeral
For which she’s dressed
Her perfume smells like
Burning leaves
Every day
Is Halloween
Yeah, you wanna go out ’cause it’s raining and blowing
You can’t go out ’cause your roots are showing
Dye ’em black
Ooh, dye ’em black
Black, black, black, black number one
(She dyes ’em black)
Black, black, black, black number one
(Black number one)
Loving you
Loving you
Love, loving you
Was like loving the dead
Loving you
Loving you
Love, loving you
Was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Sacre bleu
Loving you
Loving you
Love, loving you
Was like loving the dead
(It was like fucking the dead)
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Loving you was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Loving you, loving you
Loving you, loving you
Loving you, loving you
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Was like loving the dead
Black, black, black, black number one
(She dyes ’em black)
Black, black, black, black number one
(Black number one)
(Ooh yeah)
Black, black, black, black number one
Black, black, black, black number one
Song name | Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare-All) |
Artist | Type O Negative |
Album | Bloody Kisses |
Track number | 3 |
Year | 1993 |