Doin' the Zombie

Then they're the ready to go back to back They're little bellies on the chamboree I hear you talking back to back They're little bellies don't give a damn Then they're the ready to go back to back They're little bellies on the chamboree One female song beat wouldn't behave See how she jumping out at the grave

In one hand, a quarter of the other hand She knocking concrete rum The leading us, but the neck is rhyme The zombies are rattling their bones in time One by stand at this to say Was a pleasure to see the zombie break away And they sing in Back to back Then it's a very come give a damn

Some dead already Go back to back Then it's a very end to zombie jammering I going talk to Richard Bartow Tell him his part don't take it slow All the men think they're casting over When they see that she's barefoot all over Even all men out in Topeka Find their hearts getting weaker and weaker

So I won't ask her by your sake and mine At least we're her earrings Part of the time and I'm singing Back to back Belly to belly Don't give a dum Dum, bed, I'm ready to go back to back Belly to belly at the zombie gym