Just look at her, she's such a cutie, isn't she?
A walking corpse, a godforsaken blasphemy.

Chorus:
She's got worms, she's got rotten flesh,
She's got a smell of decay and a lack of breath
And her skin is so cold
She's a zombie centerfold.

Her lips are missing, but she's made for kissing, isn't she?
She is the hottest babe at the cemetery

Chorus:
She's got worms, she's got rotten flesh,
She's got a smell of decay and a lack of breath
And her skin is so cold
She's a zombie centerfold.

[You Morticians really know how to party]

Her face of death is creeping on every ...
She is the new kind of supermodel.

Chorus:
She's got worms, she's got rotten flesh,
She's got a smell of decay and a lack of breath
And her skin is so cold
She's a zombie centerfold.