the moon tonight it shines so bright reflects off your teeth as you snarl and bite your breasts 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 slut 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 bitch 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  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