My Son, The Vampire Allan Sherman
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Blood!
Blood!
My son, the vampire
He'll make you a wreck
Every time he kisses you
There'll be two holes in your neck
Blood!
Blood!
My son, the vampire
He will leave you pale
All he does is drink your blood
'cause he don't like ginger ale
When they see him, people scream, and they yell
And they scream and yell 'cause they're scared as heck that he'll say...
Blood!
Blood!
My son, the vampire
He's a total loss
And if you should meet with him
Do not drink or eat with him
Run if he takes out his dental floss
'Cause my son, the vampire, ain't collecting it for the Red Cross!
He wants...
Blood!
My son, the vampire
He'll make you a wreck
Every time he kisses you
There'll be two holes in your neck
Blood!
Blood!
My son, the vampire
He will leave you pale
All he does is drink your blood
'cause he don't like ginger ale
When they see him, people scream, and they yell
And they scream and yell 'cause they're scared as heck that he'll say...
Blood!
Blood!
My son, the vampire
He's a total loss
And if you should meet with him
Do not drink or eat with him
Run if he takes out his dental floss
'Cause my son, the vampire, ain't collecting it for the Red Cross!
He wants...
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