I’d like to tell a little story   About a girl from far away   You might feel bad, you might feel sorry   About what happened, so they say      Well once upon a time there was a sweetheart   A pretty girl with lips of red   She took a walk down by the graveyard   And out of nowhere something   Grabbed her head!      I heard that zombies ate her brain   (zombies ate her brain, zombies ate her brain)   That’s how she turned out this way!      Sometimes you’ll see her walking downtown   Not many notice the undead   Can’t ask the girl a simple question   Because she’ll never ever understand!      Because those zombies ate her brain   (zombies ate her brain, zombies ate her brain)   That’s how she turned out…   That’s how she turned out…   That’s how she turned out this way!