A scoop of spiders in granola
She prefers the crunch
Mixes up arsenic and cola
and then spikes the punch

I like to bring her gorgonzola
lunchin' at our favorite spot
A picnic in the graveyard
where she bought her future plot

A cup of Joe in the morning
He's been missing since May
Admit he made a lovely neighbor
But his eyes make great puree, Oh

(My girl, my girl, my girl...)

We go out birdwatching
Yeah, it's a real treat
To see her coo to view the owls
Rip apart their feast

She's got a knack for parlour games
Yeah, I'm always beat
A real wiz at Ouiji
Although I know she cheats

No other gal I'll ever know
Can hold a flame to her candelabra
Oh I love her so, my skull and bones
My. Girl. Macabre!

(Sha-boom, boom, boom, boom
With her you are doomed, doomed, doomed
Life is full of gloom, gloom, gloom
See you in the tomb, tomb, tomb, tomb)

I bring an extra sweater for her
Cuz her skin's ice cold
Every month she's a blood donor
When the moon gets full
Pick up our best hors d'oeuvres
Fresh from the road
Racoon with some skid marks
And a dash of tabasco

Take her to parties - she's a real scream
To the carnival - she likes to hear the shrieks
No she can't get enough of
The tunnel of love
Pan for bones in the water
Asbestos rainin' from above

(My girl, my girl, my girl...)

No other gal I'll ever know
Can hold a flame to her candelabra
She's like a living poem by Edgar Allen Poe
Oh, My. Girl. Macabre!

(Sha-boom, boom, boom, boom
With her you are doomed, doomed, doomed
Life is full of gloom, gloom, gloom
See you in the tomb, tomb, tomb, tomb)

She really gets me goin'
Like a bolt straight to my system
Could jolt me up from even if I were frozen
In a drawer at the mortician's

(Oo she's grim and she's gruesome
And she's gory and morbid
Uh huh she's ghastly and grotesque
She's sickening and horrid
Mhmmm appalling, o so shocking
She's fearsome and she's freaky
That girl, that girl, is one cute creepy!)

Life was was sunny and lovely, sweeter than honey
Before she crawled into my world
So much sugar was crummy, Ain't I so lucky
That I found my macabre girl

No, no other gal I'll ever know
Can hold a flame to her candelabra
She's my twisted soulmate, I'm her morbid beau
O! My girl Macabre

Imma ask for her hand
Real soon
Take her to the black lagoon
For our honeymoon
There's only one thing I want for my future
That's waking up in the coffin next to her

(Oo she's grim and she's gruesome
And she's gory and morbid
Uh huh she's ghastly and grotesque
She's sickening and horrid
Mhmmm appalling, o so shocking
She's fearsome and she's freaky
That girl, My girl, is one cute creepy!)