[Intro]
Ladies and gents, this next band hails from Los Angeles, California. And they're here to answer the question we are all thinking: does love ever truly die? Without further ado, Creature Feature!

[Verse 1]
Is it wrong to have a corpse in my bed?
I don't think so even if she is dead
Is it disturbing, is it a crime?
She's been expired for quite some time
I couldn't let her repose underground
A feast for worms inside her burial mound
Consecrated by the powers above
We fit like a severed hand in glove

[Chorus]
My only complaint's the perfume she wears
A mix of rancid milk and moldy pears
I'm just scared, don't want to be alone
Even if she's just skin and bones

[Verse 2]
Her skin is dry and body full of dust
One day I'm afraid she just might combust
I could never think of leaving her side
Even though it's been years since she died

[Chorus]
My only complaint's the perfume she wears
A mix of rancid milk and moldy pears
I'm just scared, don't want to be alone
Even if she's just skin and bones
Let me reiterate what has been said
Is it really that wrong to have a corpse in my bed?
I'm just scared, don't want to be alone
Even if she's just skin and bone
[Outro]
Thank you for coming in, my good friends. Now, I must bid you farewell