Maiden's lair, she nudely strips,
Drops fly down like springer drips.
Got no choices is his plight,
Her relentless spirit will bring endless night.

Whoo hooo, Bait-ly woman, see now why she di-i-i-ies,
Whoo hooo, Batesy woman, Mom's out the tomb say good by-y-y-ye.

She yelled a hell sound filled with fright. (wooooh)
Lancing death blows; he's wired tight.
Crazy crafter, is his mother loon?
But he whoa-ed her life on mattress with some poison prune.

Yooo hooo, Batesy woman, she now eyes demi-i-i-ise,
Yooo hooo, Bait-ly woman, she's got real soon have-ta di-i-i-ie.

(Ah ahh-ahh ahh, ah-a-ah, uh uh-uh, uh uh-uh-uh-uh)
(Ah ahh-ahh ahh, ah-a-ah, uh uh-uh, uh uh-uh-uh-uh)

Well you know you love your mother,
Let's you have no lover.
You ain't thinking with no level head.
And there's some roomers going down,
Keep Mom underground,
Then she'll shock you at the right time 'til their skin bleeds red.

OOOh hooo bait-ly woman, she how nice she di-i-i-ies,
OOOh hooo Batesy woman, You've got Norm tuned to your gui-i-i-se.