Paroles: John Hiatt. The Walking Dead.

It's that mechanical motion

Skin -tight when the nights are bloodless

Lip-sync the latest notion

From zombie drill instructors



Throw out of all the parties

Maybe it's time for me to bed

Now his eyeball's runnin'

Just like a razor down her leg



CHORUS:

Baby's joined the walking dead

Up from her grave

Another white slave

Nothin' goes in or out of her head

Never you mind

Tryin' to find

A real live girl in your bed

She's joined the walking dead



She likes this frenzy feeding

She cuts across the dance floor

Thinks she's the only one bleeding

He cuts his teeth on girls like her



Just a little more makeup

'Til she makes up for being used

He hardly knows what he's saying

She hardly knows how to refuse



REPEAT CHORUS



She's walking



With his eyes in your head

With his tongue in your bed

And your lips are swollen red

From the kiss of the walking dead



REPEAT CHORUS