Dracula's Deuce

Now there's a 32 hertz around our town, but you'll only see it when the sun goes down. When there is no moon and things get scary, you'll hear him tack it up. In the sanitary he'll race anyone for a pint of juice, so you better watch out for Dracula's juice.

It's a Boris custom-painted metal flake black, and he buries it all the competition at the track. He's top eliminator and always gets the cup. You better watch out if he says he'll suck you up.

He'll race anyone for a pint of juice. You better watch out for lackulist deuce. Is he gonna... No! It's all right. You can't stand it. How much juice is there in a little hand? Get a bite to me.

Break him. It's every seven week down at Forest Lawn. But when the sun comes up all the black is gone The ghouls all take him and they really crave When he makes his trophy run and heads for the grave You'll race anyone for a pint of juice You better watch out for Dracula's juice

Here he comes now Listen to that juice I can hear it It's music to my ears I love it