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I'd like to tell a little story About a girl from far away You might feel bad, you might feel sorry About what happened, so they say Well once upon a time there was a sweetheart A pretty girl with lips of red She took a walk down by the graveyard And out of nowhere something Grabbed her head! I heard that zombies ate her brain (zombies ate her brain, zombies ate her brain) That's how she turned out this way! Sometimes you'll see her walking downtown Not many notice the undead Can't ask the girl a simple question Because she'll never ever understand! Because those zombies ate her brain (zombies ate her brain, zombies ate her brain) That's how she turned out? That's how she turned out? That's how she turned out this way! From Letras Mania