Find, find, find a Dean, in a bar at night
Find, find, find a Dean, in a bar at night.
Buy him a drink, something sweet, a drunken Dean delight.
Kiss, kiss, kiss your Dean. Take him back to your place.
Although he prefers a cheap motel, it's convenient when at that pace.
See, see, see no Dean, anywhere in sight.
There's a note for you, a phone number too, to see you later tonight.
Hunt, hunt, hunt with Dean, a creepy ghoulie ghost.
Salt and burn it's buried remains, it's completely toast.
Goodbye, bye, bye to Dean, never to see again.
Give him a kiss, you're sure to miss, the only Dean the man.