Bat Bitch Dan Bull

[Chorus]
Bat bitch
Bat bitch
Bat bitch
She's a bat bitch

[Verse 1]
Yes dude, shall I commence? I think it's best to
Let me begin introducing my special guest, who
Could it be? Bet you can guess who
Try once, twice, three times a Lady Dimitrescu
Uh, bat bitch, Lady Dimitrescu
Neither mortal-born nor made in a test tube
Don't take her for a dame in distress who's waiting for rescue
Doesn't dress to impress but to oppress you
You're feeling chest pain, she's in a vex mood
It's a chess game and the queen's waiting for your next movе
Sexually fetishise hеr, she may just have to hex you
Shove you straight through the doorway into the next room
Just 'cause you're a skeptic doesn't make it any less true
But maybe you'll get it with your face under her left boot
Doesn't favour the flavour of fresh fruit
She'd rather savour the taste of your neck juice
So put on your best suit and favourite dress shoes
And have a little skank to that Romanian death fugue
Pay the blood banker you're remaining in debt to
Then get wasted in the way only the dead do