The Cramps - Sheena's In A Goth Gang

She's digging up the graveyard
Black lips and toenails
A brand new bat wing
At the county jail
Like tammy trapeze, the dead acrobat
I dig her deeply when she swings like that

Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now

Mixed up women
Do you have one in your house?
She's in the forbidden vampire underground
In the cult of the cobra, snakes in her hair
She looks so macabre with her cobweb stare

Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now

Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now

Sneer on her face like the Monalisa
Coke cold up her nose like the spinx at Giza

Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Sheena's in a goth gang now