Demon Woman

Demon Woman - Flight Of The Conchords

Demon woman

Demon woman

Demon woman your hair is like silk

But your curdling my milk

I know not of what ilk thou art

Demon woman

Woman demon

Demon woman you sit on a rock

Looking nice in your frock

But your scaring my livestock

Demon woman

Woman demon

Demon woman you're making me moan

Turn my bone into stone

And you're taking me home

To meet your familiars

Nice to meet ya

You cast your spell

Very well

Demon woman

Demon woman

Woman demon

Demon woman you cut puppies toes off

Pull an animal's nose off

How'd you magic my clothes off

Demon woman take me back to your room

Make me howl at the moon

Make me pray to the temple of womb

Demon woman

Woman demon

Your breasts are balls of flame

And I'm burining my hands

Playing these ball games

Demon woman

Demon woman

Demon woman

Woman demon

Oh woman ow ow ow

Oh woman ow ow ow

Oh woman ow ow ow

Oh

Demon woman