Testo Wolfbane

There's a man in the horror movies we all know
It starts these nights on the late, late show
When the moon is full in the midnight hour
His face transforms into a ?
His clothes are continental, an appearance far from neat
And what chick would dig a cat with growth on his feet
He misses all the parties, he's a lonesome pup
All he really wants to do is chew people up Got fangs he can't conceal
Can't brush after every meal
Never out 'til the sunlight fades
How are you fixed for blades
When the sun is rising unto the baying of the hound
A mangled carcass is always found
He's really not vicious, just wants to play
It's not his fault he gets carried away
So do they
Got fangs he can't conceal
Can't brush after every meal
Never out 'til the sunlight fades
How are you fixed for blades
So if you go parking in Lovers' Lane
Be sure you have a good supply of live Wolfsbane For if you're there past midnight when the moon is due
Chances are a wolf man will put the bite on you
My goodness, you're teeth are sharp
Didn't I see you on TV the other night?
Have you had a rabies shot lately?
Don't you have a cousin named ?
I'll bet your name is Larry Talbot