Hey, little girl wanna go for a ride?
There’s room and my wagon is parked right outside.
We could cruise down Robert Street all night long;
but I think I just rape you and kill you instead.

Die Diane, die Diane, Diane. (x2)

I hear there’s a party at Lake Cove;
It’d be so much easier if I drove;
we could check it out, we could go and see;
come on take a ride with me.

Die Diane, die Diane, Diane. (x2)

Lain down together for a while;
I put all your clothes in a nice little pile;
you’re the cutest girl I’ve ever seen in my life;
but it’s over now with my knife.

Die Diane, die Diane, Diane. (x2)