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When a vampire queen locks her thirsty eyes on a Pimpernel,
And the music casts its ghostly spell,
It's like waving a blood-red cape in front of a vampire bull
And that's a feeling we all know so well. I find that I am haunted by you
And you are haunted by me, too. It's a story as old as time
Vampire queens dig Pimpernels.