Lestat Acc To The Widows Maid

x3 x4 Madame Morse estate stood five hundred years Painted black by love bathed in widows' tears She had a maid, the maid remained to tend her She tied and drowned her when she caught her in bed with her gardener But she loves him (yeah-yeah), she loves him (yeah-yeah) And how she loves that estate, estate, estate... She wouldn't concede out of vanity that Her servant would ever find her love Her reflection would cry down in the lake Where she threw the corpse for all time Oh, madame, sad is this estate Love blew the roof of your estate Madame, mad mad love, madame, cheer up! x3 Madame Morse estate fell one summer's day Rolling down to the water where the madams made pants to her mother, she loves her She loves her (yeah-yeah), oh, and how she loves her (yeah-yeah) And how she loves that estate, estate, estate... She wouldn't concede out of vanity that Her servant would ever find her love Her reflection would cry down in the lake Where she threw the corpse for all time Oh, madame, sad is this estate Love blew the roof of your estate Madame, mad mad love, madame, mad mad love Madame, or love that's mad? Cheer up! (for several bars) Outro