.Blood!
Blood!
My son, the vampire,
He'll make you a wreck.
Every time he kisses you,
There'll be two holes in your neck.
Blood!
Blood!
My son, the vampire,
He will leave you pale.
All he does is drink your blood,
'cause he don't like ginger .
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