In her place one hundred candles burning As salty sweat drips from her breast Her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying They say: "the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get..." Yea... Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine I am your servant, may I light your cigarette? Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying They say: "the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get..." Yea... I beg to serve, your wish is my law Now close those eyes and let me love you to death Shall I prove? I mean what I'm saying, begging I say: "the beast inside me's gonna get ya, get ya, get..." Ah, let me love you, too Ah, let me love you to death To death Ah, let me love you, too Ah, let me love you to death To death Hey, am I good enough for you? Hey, am I good enough for you? Am I? Am I? Am I good enough for you? ________________________________ Name My Girlfriend's Girlfriend Artist Type O Negative Album October Rust Original text by Peter Thomas Steele Copyright Universal Music Publishing Group