Zombie Prostitute (Live Version)

I was alone and I needed a date
I was takin′ a walk past the cemetery gate
When I saw a sign that said
"For a good time take a left down at Tombstone Number 8"
Went through the gateway and I'm pretty sure I
Saw some eyes peepin′ out of a sepulcher
I took a step into the Tomb of Ill Repute
That's where I met her, the Zombie Prostitute
I grabbed her left breast, and I'm pretty sure I tore it
I said, "go down," but she didn′t have the stomach for it
Her teeth fell out, and her tongue fell out to boot
But all in all, she was a rotten kind cute
While I was tense, it was plain to see
A sort of rigor mortis was comin′ over me
I didn't want to see it, but I just had to believe it
I had a stiffy for the stiff in front of me
Now I′m fallin' apart from my head down to my toes
I don′t know which of my organs is the next to go
I've been such a sleaze since she gave me the disease
Wouldn′t you know, now I'm a Zombie Gigolo
I took my first client on a date
We took a walk to the cemetery gate
I got under her slip, but then, I heard a rip
I pulled it out, and I said..."baby, keep the tip"
Morally, I'm destitute
In the Tomb of Ill Repute
She′s a rotten kind′a cute
For a zombie prostitute