[verse 1]
Black haired, brown eyed, nude lips
Scarlet dress, heeled toe, true hips
Quite the sight to see as I purchased my casket
She's headed to a funeral, her smile seem to mask it
Perfect strangers but I feel as if I know her
Like the Devils little angel at my shoulder
Excite the senses as they try to hone her
She can be this mans favorite mourner
And you know she's from California
And you know she got fans that adore her
And you know that she's no good for ya
But anything i'd do just for a
Taste of her skin and hint of her misery
The greatest face to ever grace my history
But who you are was no mystery
We dance and sway to the symphony