On a bus stop bench sat an ancient lady
It was clear she was dead yeah we all could agree
And that death had arrived quite unexpectedly
`Cause the poor wretch died with a book on her knee
Chrissy kiss the corpse
Chrissy kiss the corpse
David drew a mustache under her nose
Nick put a burning match between her toes
I put a cockroach in her pantyhose
Chrissy put on some lipstick and struck a dramatic pose
Chrissy kiss the corpse
Chrissy kiss the corpse
Chrissy`s such a pretty lass
As benign as broken glass
No one in her family knows
The vile hobby that she chose
Some cops came by so we hid behind a tree
I peeked out and they noticed me
And said fondling the dead is a felony
But you got nothing to fear `cause we only came to see
Chrissy kiss the corpse
To see Chrissy kiss the corpse
Chrissy`s such a pretty thing
Gentle as a scorpion sting
No one ever would suspect
That her mind`s completely wrecked