The awful truth
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Concerning me
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The creature-feature mystery
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Is simply this
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In the worst way
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I wanna play
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MRS. DRACULA
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The challenge is tough
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But I know I've got the stuff
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To be just spectacular
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Can't you see it in lights
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ROSIE REALLY MEETS DRACULA!
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So close your eyes
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And visualize
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Me in a cape
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And fangs in my head
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Loving a guy who's mostly dead
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(I don't see him often
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'Cause he sleeps in a coffin)
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Nothing could be zanier
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Than our lives in Transylvania
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We're fabulous one day
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And rotten the next
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Variety says
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THOSE TWO MUST BE HEXED!
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At six in the morning
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When my sweetie is yawning
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I feed all the bats
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A mush made of rats
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Then I tidy the tomb
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Cover all the trap doors
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And wash any old blood stains
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Offa the floors
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DON'T YOU SEE
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This juicy part
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Was meant for me!
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I got the looks
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I got the style
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I got the bloodshot eyes
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And a ghastly smile
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It's the dream of my life
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To play DRACULA'S WIFE!
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The reviews will all rave
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This movie's a whopper
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A super show-stopper
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And no one can top her
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Not Rosie!
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Dear Academy,
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Take note
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I should get the Oscar vote
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If I don't
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I'll bite your throat!
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Signing off now
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Quote, unquote
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The Awful Truth
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| Carole King |
