Parody of Lady Gaga's "Paparazzi" about the inexplicable complex that 90% of the female population has developed towards cold-skinned undead people eaters.

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We're running out
A gentlemen drought
Got no passion for dudes
Got a poker face glued
To my mandible
Boys seem problematical

Men are obscene; each date is a bust
They like what they see
So I groan in disgust
All this shallow praise
Ready now to make a change
To a guy who wants my brains

I don't need a man
I'm longing for an undead hottie
Hot for, hot for zombies,
Many think I'm prey to danger
Well, I think they're faulty
I'm hot for, hot for zombies
True, no man, no cry
That's why I've got first dibs when they all die
Saints even proclaim
The fame of resurrected bodies
Hot for, hot for zombies

Not much for words
In fact, he just groans
He's soft-spoken and smart
Has a quiet, dead heart
Inarticulate
Silent men - my favorite

None too concerned
By his fear of sunburn
He'll run back inside
Boy, I swear I don't mind
When he screams in fright
We don't need direct sunlight
For the things we'll do tonight

Hey, don't need a tan
I'll love you if you're pale and ugly
Hot for, hot for zombies
Baby who could run from you
I heart your aimless stumbling
I'm hot for, hot for zombies
Call him unrefined
He'd argue back if he half a mind
Babe if you've got fangs
Let's tango while you're chilled and rotting
Hot for, hot for zombies

Ew, blood
He cracks open craniums
Snap, snap
Goes your neck when he's raiding, yo
Can't stop - us with your guns
Can't blast him cause he's stiff and numb!

I'm at your command
I'll follow in your deadly army
Hot for, hot for zombies
Braving hordes of U.S. troopers
When the dead are walking
I'm hot for, hot for zombies
Bomb us? We'll survive
We'll bring apocalypse to all mankind
Take me, all your brainless
Bankers, clowns and killer Nazis
Hot for, hot for zombies