Title: Independent Vampires
Author: Dolores Labouchere
E-mail: dolores_l@hotmail.com
Summary: Darla sings a Destiny's Child song. Sort of.
Rating: R, for bad language and sex talk.
Spoilers: 'Angel' season 2 Darla storylines.
Distribution: List archives, my site, anywhere else just ask.
Disclaimer: I don't own them, they're not just one of my many toys. I don't
own them, I won't say they can't go with other boys.
Notes: You sit on the bus, your mind wanders, and then this happens... A
huuuuge thank you to Faithtastic for helping me iron out the kinks, and many
apologies to the New Supremes, uh, Destiny's Child. My first filk, and I
ask you to imagine Darla singing away with Dru and Harmony as her backing
singers. And she's very bitter with Angel.

"This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with
great force." - Dorothy Parker

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"Independent Vampires"
(to the tune of "Independent Women")


Lesbo crew ... with my girl Dru... Darla's me and Harmony
Vampire ladies, come on
Uh uh uh

Question: Tell me what you think about me
I bleed my own victims and I find my own prey
Only fuckin' An-gelus when I'm feelin lone-ly
But I prefer Drusilla, even with Miss Edith
Question: Tell me how you feel about this
Soon as you get souled boy you get dismissed
Besides I don't like guys, I much prefer dames
Always switch-hittin' in relationships

The shoes on my feet
I stole them
The clothes I'm wearing
I've stole them
The cops I'm suckin'
'Cause I depend on me
If I wanted the blonde you're fuckin'
I'll fuck her
The mom she lives with
I'll fuck her
The jeep she's driving
On the back seat
She'll be fucking me
(She'll be fucking me)

All the vampires who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who think I'm lovely
Throw your hands up at me
All the minions who'll wear my collars
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who want to feel me
Throw your hands up at me-ee

Dru I didn't know you could chow down like that
Spikey, how you wish Angel'd go down like that
Harm I didn't know you could chow down like that
Spikey, how you wish Angel'd go down like that

Tell me how you feel about this
Dru is who I want when I'm done with dick
You used to be all hard until the gypsy curse made you wet
Ladies, it ain't easy when your boy has gone all impotent
Question: How'd you like this knowledge that I brought
Drinking from the lawyers who brought you back is fun
Lilah got away 'cause her bosoms she did flaunt
I'm distracted by her cleavage so I won't use her as a font.

The shoes on my feet
I stole them
The clothes I'm wearing
I've stole them
The cops I'm suckin'
'Cause I depend on me
If I wanted the blonde you're fuckin'
I'll fuck her
The mom she lives with
I'll fuck her
The jeep she's driving
On the back seat
She'll be fucking me
(She'll be fucking me)

All the vampires who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who think I'm lovely
Throw your hands up at me
All the minions who'll wear my collars
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who want to feel me
Throw your hands up at me-ee

Dru I didn't know you could chow down like that
Spikey, how you wish Angel'd go down like that
Harm I didn't know you could chow down like that
Spikey, how you wish Angel'd go down like that

Drusilla's Childe
Wassup?
You in Holland's house?
Sure 'nuff
We'll drain these lawyers Angelus style

Childe of Drusilla
Insane is her beauty
Noone else could sire me
How I hate Aaaaangel

Woah
All the vampires who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who think I'm lovely
Throw your hands up at me
All the minions who'll wear my collars
Throw your hands up at me
All the ladies who want to feel me
Throw your hands up at me-ee

Dru I didn't know you could chow down like that
Spikey, how you wish Angel'd go down like that
Harm I didn't know you could chow down like that
Spikey, how you wish Angel'd go down like that
[repeat until fade]