I'll decorate the cottage with a swing and plant a scarecrow there, let the crows cryI'll decorate the cottage with a swing and plant a scarecrow there, let the crows cry
A beautiful blonde with a cold look walks through the cemeteryA beautiful blonde with a cold look walks through the cemetery
One hand in a bright fire, the other hand in a cold fireOne hand in a bright fire, the other hand in a cold fire