Story Behind The Song
As the song opens "You know...life is hard. There are things you want that your better sense tells you you best leave alone. We all have our vices, and this is a song about one of mine."
Song Description
Fast paced and fun, this song is about the hilarious extent we can go to rationalize obvious vices, in this case the vice is a love affair with a vampire..."The way she sucks my blood could mean eternal death, but she never has no garlic breath..." The song starts with a pathetic narration that everyone can relate with and then takes off in a dance-able upbeat tempo, with cajun fiddle and electric slide guitar layering in verse by verse.
| Song Length |
2:56 |
Genre |
Folk - Country |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Affable, Sociable |
Subject |
Athlete, Sports, Arrogance |
| Similar Artists |
The Charlie Daniels Band |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Them back home phillies can give you the willies when they grab you by the scruff of the neck, but by my red pan handle they don?t hold a candle to the flame I courted from Heck. She?s the Vampire I couldn?t kill, the vampire I couldn?t kill. Well, tan my fanny, we have a hootenanny, square dancin? at the drop of a hat. Leavin? town folk screamin?, that hill billy demon can weave that floor like a bat. Well, she sucks my blood, but I don?t care. At least she don?t spend half the night in front of the mirror. Other girls bite but with half the thrill as the vampire I couldn?t kill. She?s the vampire I couldn?t kill, the vampire I couldn't kill. Well, gut my gizzard, it?s cold as a blizzard when she sticks her foot ?tween my legs, but when she gives me lovin?, she?s hot as an oven cookin? up a mess?a corn pone and eggs. Well, she sucks my blood, and I could be wrong, but she don?t henpeck me all day long. Other girls bite but with half the thrill as the vampire I couldn?t kill. She?s the vampire I couldn?t kill, the vampire I couldn't kill. Bless my boweevil, she?s downright evil when I try to drive a stake through her chest, but sleepin? the day off in her little ol? coffin, she?s as cute as a chick in a nest. The way she sucks my blood could mean eternal death, but she never has no garlic breath. Other girls bite but with half the thrill as the vampire I couldn?t kill. She?s the vampire I couldn?t kill, the vampire I couldn't kill.