Took a deep long stare in her eyes
Shoulda kept on walking and passed her by
When I talked to her I came to know
Behind those frames, no one was home
Like a skeleton that put on skin
She might make you confess your sins
You find yourself in a demon spell
She’ll cast you out, Jezebel
Trust me you don’t want to be seen
She’ll make a service call to your house
Covered in plastic and paper towels
We passed by her door
Twelve coats of paint or more
I took a step to hear...
The sound of Gospel near
She doesn’t know we laugh
At her fanatic tune
Getting a little bored
We should leave soon
Listen to the chant
Oh listen to her scream
Senile exorcist
Can’t get ahold of me
She got her gloves
She's got the moves
Gonna get those
Demons outta you
She's got the stage
You’ve got the script
Looks like she crawled
Straight out a crypt
What the hell does she want with me
Shoulda kept runnin’ and tried to flee
When I heard her voice I shivered too
She’s done with me, she’ll come for you
Like a skeleton that can only grin
She'll take your head and make it spin
Like an angel that came straight outta hell
She'll burn you down, Jezebel
Trust me you don’t want to be seen
She’ll make a service call to your house
Covered in plastic and paper towels