Violent Femmes

In the streets of Paris, the strangest things happening
Something wrong, something cold, mysteries are told
After dark, at the park, it seems to be a gathering
The violent femmes are looking for love

[Verse 1]
In my bed, rest my head on my (?) with (?)
(?) the screams from the streets from my (?), in my head I am scared
Underneath where I sleep, I feel like they are (?)
People plan to dance with the dead

[Chorus]
Violent femmes
Making love with the dead in the streets of Paris
In the dark they are free
Violent femmes

[Verse 2]
I takes pees in my sheets, I hide my (?), so I can see
In my bed (?), leave me be
Through my door (?) just to feed on me
I'm the slave, I'll make the (?) of the (?)

[Chorus]
Violent femmes
Making love with the dead in the streets of Paris
In the dark they are free
Violent femmes
Ugh!

In the streets of Paris, the strangest things happening
(?) of the cold, mysteries are told
After dark, at the park, it seems to be a gathering
The violent femmes are looking for love

[Chorus]
Violent femmes
Making love with the dead in the streets of Paris
In the dark they are free
Violent femmes