Seanan McGuire - Courting Gifts lyrics

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Seanan McGuire - Courting Gifts lyrics

I hear other girls get...chocolates Champagne truffles, straight from France I hear other girls get...j**elry Or maybe taken out to dance I hear other girls get...flowers Long-stemmed roses by the bunch Other girls go out to restaurants Romantic dinner, cozy lunch I hear other girls get sweetly romanced By their anxious beaus who want their causes advanced So they put on their pearls and get their a**ets enhanced... That's not the situation with me I don't ever get imported champagne Or expensive gifts I'll have to try to explain And yet 'you shouldn't have' is still my favorite refrain... My situation's special, you see My boyfriend brings me...dead things I don't mean roadk**. He's not crude I mean reanimated...corpses Their patches surgically glued My boyfriend makes me...monsters Each one of them his own design And when your presents come with name tags They're that much harder to decline I hear other girls get dazzled and dined In romantic settings that were clearly designed To say 'let's get it on' while still appearing refined... That's not the situation with me I don't ever get invited out to a show And the EPA's condemned most of the places we go Before we met I didn't realize ichor could glow... We have our own unique chemistry My boyfriend brings me...zombies He takes 'recycling' to new lows He says that wasting leads to...wanting He's got a point there, I suppose My boyfriend brings me...dead things That's how he lets me know he cares He's still living with his...parents His secret lab's beneath the stairs I hear other girls get clever and coy Acting 'hard to get' and playing games with their boy; Those aren't the female arts that I'm inclined to employ... That's not the situation with me Because pretty soon he's taking over the world And there's worse descriptions than 'the mastermind's girl' You can keep your champagne -- I'll give grave-robbing a twirl... I'm getting used to necromancy My boyfriend brings me...dead things I've learned to like formaldehyde Maybe this love's not...normal But I'd love to be this Frankenstein's bride! Yes, maybe we're not normal... But I'd love to be my Frankenstein's bride!

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