She'll buy you a drink and then another
but baby, let me warn you.
She's gonna ride you all the way down.
And if you take the wheel, she'll take the seat beside you.
Headlights in her eyes
and a hand on your thigh.
A burnout grin when you cross the center line
cuz you know

She don't care about your money and she don't mind your drinking.
You can step out on her, honey, but she'll still be her waiting
when you get home.

She's a gravedigger, ain't no golddigger.
She'll be waiting in a long black car.
She's a gravedigger and if you go home with her
you better pray she spares you for another year.

Another year.
Another year.

When you're in pain, she's a sweet shot of novocaine.
When you're in pain, well she's a bullet to the brain.

Wrap her arms around you baby don't you know
She only wants one thing and sugar it's your soul.

She don't care about your money and she don't mind your drinking.
You can step out on her, honey, but she'll still be her waiting
when you get home.

She's a gravedigger, ain't no golddigger.
She'll be waiting in a long black car.
She's a gravedigger and if you go home with her
you better pray she spares you for another year.

You better pray she spares ya
pray she spares ya
pray she spares ya.
You better pray she spares ya
pray she spares ya
pray she spares ya.
Oh death!
Oh death!
Oh death!
Won't you spare me?
Won't you spare me a year?

Oh! Death!

I want to be the vocalist in a psychedelic sludge metal band, but this'll do 

Mandy VanLaningham