With a hatpin, shining bright,
you took all others from my sight.

With a thumbtack in one ear,
only your words could I hear.

With a syringe through the heart,
of a hand-hewn poppet you did start
to place me 'neath an evil spell
and make me think
that you're just swell.

With a staple through one hand,
I bought for you a golden band.

When an icepick sealed my fate,
I willed you my entire estate.

With a hatchet through my head,
you placed me in a grave-like bed.
You said my funeral was nice
when you woke me with sacred spice.

Now I am your true love-slave,
your zombie hubby from the grave.

I'll help you catch your next rich beau
whom you can voodoo for his dough.

You're evil, heartless, cold & mean
my ragin' Cajun voodoo love queen!