Lyrics
I know that you may've been having a good time tonight
And you may've felt like your money's well-spent
We'd like to counteract that a lil' bit by playing the worst song I ever wrote in my entire life
Do some scatting, buh doop di di da da da da
You could scat, too; do you scat?
Apparently, you can't scat
Goes like this
Dracula's daughter
Dracula's daughter
Dracula's daughter got it bad
(it's worse 'cause it goes to the chorus, here we go)
You think you got it bad
Try having dracula for your dad
See how that looks on you
(two, three, four)
You belong to the gang
And you say you can't break away
But I'm here with my hands on my heart
And our families can't agree
I'm your brother's sworn enemy
But it shouts out my love to the stars
So wait for the stone
On your window, your window
Wait by the car
And we'll go, we'll go, oh uh oh
When first we laid eyes
I swore to no compromise
'Til I felt my caress
On your skin
Well, how soon we were betrayed
Your sister gave us away
And your father came all unhinged
So wait for the stone
On your window, your window
Wait by the car
And we'll go, we'll go
But O Valencia-a-a
With your blood still warm on the ground
Valencia-a-a
And I swear to the stars
I'll burn this whole city down
Oh
Dracula's daughter
(got it bad)
Dracula's daughter
Dracula's daughter
Say "got it bad"
Dracula's daughter (got it bad)
See?
Now you're complicit in the worst song ever written
All I heard was a shout
Of your brother calling me out
And you ran like a fool to my side
Well, the shot, it hit hard
And your frame went limp in my arms
And an oath of love was your dying cry
So wait for the stone
On your window, your window
Wait by the car
And we'll go, we'll go
But O Valencia-a-a
With your blood still warm on the ground
Valencia-a-a
And I'll burn this whole city down
Valencia-a-a
With your blood getting cold on the ground
Valencia-a-a
And I swear to the stars
I'll burn this whole city down
Oh
