:::Xander glances at Buffy, who is apparently deep in thought about...him. Xander sighs. He's tired of Buffy still being in love with...Deadboy. He get's to his feet and hurries up to the stage.::: Xander: Okay...This one is dedicated to Buffy Summers...
To the tune of "Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head" by Burt Bacharach,
altered lyrics "Pained Vamps Keep Falling In Your Bed"
Pained vamps keep falling in your bed,

'cause of that your boyfriends souless and undead,

necks are being bit,
Those Pained vamps keep falling in your bed, they keep falling,

Angel can't walk out in the sun,

and with his soul I think he really was more fun,

Slaying is you r job,
Those Pained vamps keep falling in your bed, they keep falling,

but there is one thing I know those vamps they sent to meet you won't
defeat you,

it wont be long till Spike and Dru step up to greet you,
Oh, Pained vamps keep falling in your bed,

but that doesn't mean you always sleep with the undead,

cryings not for you, cause you never gonna stop the pain by complaining,

Because your Buffy, and slayin is your jobby.