I wrote this around Hallowe'en,
for the band I was in at the time.

She haunts me - she just won't leave me alone
She haunts me - she just won't leave me alone
    When the moon is high, way up in the sky
    She begins to cry and moan...

She wants me - but she ain't got flesh or bone
She wants me - but she ain't got flesh or bone
    When the moon is bright way out in the night
    Give me such a fright, turn to stone...

        I don't really know what kinda demon she be
        I don't know what she sees in me
        She's the best thing I've had - but she scare me so bad
        Will I be sad or glad when she's gone?

She calls me - in a voice with a hellish tone
She calls me - in a voice with a hellish tone

    When the moon is full, I can feel the pull
    When the hour is late, I can hardly wait
    When the night is black, she just might attack
        She'll be comin' back for me...
        She haunts me