Jesus Christ Girl, what are people gonna think?
When I show up to one of several funerals
I've attended for Grandpa this week
With you
With me
Someone's gotta help me dig
Someone's gotta help me dig

Jesus Christ Girl, It hasn't been long so it seems
Since I was picking out an island and a tomb for you
In the Hollywood Cemetary
You kiss
On me
We should let this dead guy sleep
We should let this dead guy sleep

Jesus Christ Girl, I laid up for hours in a daze
Retracing the expance of your American back
With Adderall and weed in my veins
You came
I think
Cuz the marble made my cheeks look pink
But I'm insure of so many things

Someone's gotta help me dig...
Someone's gotta help me dig...
Someone's gotta help me dig...