Spice Of My Spooky Life

[Verse 1]
You paint your lips like a crime scene
Laugh in black and cherry red
Boots on the stairs at midnight
Tap-tap-tapping in my head (oh!)
You turn my graveyard to a ballroom
Spin through cobweb, lace, and dust
Every cursed little smirk you give
Feels like wicked trust
[Chorus]
You are the spice of my spooky life
Little bit danger, twist of knife
Laugh like a ghost, kiss like a bite
You are the spice of my spooky life
Sugar on the edge of fright
Haunt me, haunt me every night
[Verse 2]
Candles drip wax on the tarot
Smoke draws circles in the air
You bite the neck of the moonlight
Leave your lipstick on my despair
You make the thunder sound like music
Lightning dances in your eyes
All my shadows start to waltz
Whenever you arrive (hey!)
[Chorus]
You are the spice of my spooky life
Little bit danger, twist of knife
Laugh like a ghost, kiss like a bite
You are the spice of my spooky life
Sugar on the edge of fright
Haunt me, haunt me every night
[Bridge]
Stitch my heart with silver thread
Tie it to your velvet glove
If this is doom, if this is dread
I call it love, I call it love (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
You are the spice of my spooky life
Little bit danger, twist of knife
Laugh like a ghost, kiss like a bite
You are the spice of my spooky life
Sugar on the edge of fright
Haunt me, haunt me every night

rock, Jaunty gothic rock with swaggering mid‑tempo drums, crunchy rhythm guitars, bright, slightly detuned organ, and a springy bassline. Male vocals with theatrical flair; verses lean playful and clipped, chorus explodes with gang shouts and stacked harmonies. Brief surf‑tinged guitar licks between lines, big tambourine on the hook, and a final held chord that rings out like a creaking door., gothic rock