The Young Werewolves - Satan's Daughter lyrics

Boss's daughter went for a stroll Got drunk and fell in a hole Gravediggers didn't know So they buried her from head to toe Didn't scream didn't make a sound No wonder she can't be found Judging from the boss's stare Someone better get her outta there Satan's daughter's buried alive Zombies went lookin' first Drivin' ‘round in a beat up hearse They returned without a trace Shoulda seen the look on his face Next in line was the ghouls and ghosts All they found was a head on a post Werewolves must save the day Or there's gonna be hell to pay The job was ours we were on the case Sniffin' ‘round all over the place We used our claws to dig in the dirt Prayin' hard that she wasn't hurt Boss was sad didn't get outta bed Thought for sure that she was dead Then we heard a faint heart beat Dug more and we found her feet