Dracula Moon - Joan Osborne

«Where are the bones on that one?

What if the cure is worse than the disease?

Serve me up some pretty, pretty people

Serve me up somebody I can believe

Don’t feel sorry for me I hate that look on your face

You say, «Just let go»

You say, «come back home»

I say, «I'm just fallin' from grace»

I’m naked in a hotel room

My station coming in, coming in loud and clear

I’m making out with my one true love

I’m making this hotel room disappear

Don’t feel sorry for me I hate that look on your face

You say, «Just let go»

You say, «come back home»

I say, «I'm just fallin' from grace»

Said that I’m like fallin' from grace

You’d never know it to look at me Under the Dracula moon

Love comes down any way it wants to Doesn’t ask for your permission

Open up your arms or it will break you in two

Don’t feel sorry for me I hate that look on your face

You say, «Just let go»

You say, «come back home»

I say, «I'm just fallin' from grace»

I’m just fallin' from grace

Said that I’m just fallin' from grace

Just falling"