I got a gal who lives on the wrong side of town
I know what I like and man you know I sure know how
It`s the other side another place
I like it there no accounting for taste
I can`t think of nothing when I`m with her
But the rain and the wind and the cemetery dirt
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried
I had to dig her up
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried
I had to dig her up
18,000 miles across nowhere land
I`m scratching and I`m spitting there ain`t nobody listening
And things are kind of getting out of hand
There`s only one point that I`d like to make
These kinds of things deteriorate
It`s the gospel truth man
She`s embalmed in love juice
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried
I had to dig her up
Went down to the cemetery looking for love
Got there and my baby was buried
I had to dig her up