I’d like to tell a little storynAbout a girl from far awaynYou might feel bad, you might feel sorrynAbout what happened, so they saynnWell once upon a time there was a sweetheartnA pretty girl with lips of rednShe took a walk down by the graveyardnAnd out of nowhere somethingnGrabbed her head!nnI heard that zombies ate her brainn(zombies ate her brain, zombies ate her brain)nThat’s how she turned out this way!nnSometimes you’ll see her walking downtownnNot many notice the undeadnCan’t ask the girl a simple questionnBecause she’ll never ever understand!nnBecause those zombies ate her brainn(zombies ate her brain, zombies ate her brain)nThat’s how she turned out…nThat’s how she turned out…nThat’s how she turned out this way!