Tekst:
They say the eyes am the windows of the soul
but I love all the little dark holes in your
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Your little willie, he's oh, so pretty,
And those titties, and those titties in the
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Nobody knows you and nobody wants to
Willie's poised to dive into flesh,
Something teils me he will leave a mess in the
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When we kiss my eyes am closed,
my lips are full, I breathe through my nose in the
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Nobody knows you and nobody wants to
See the children play in the mud,
moulding balls of faces and blood from the
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All preise for corporal flesh;
the smell of love the smell of death from the
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but I love all the little dark holes in your
BODY BAG
Your little willie, he's oh, so pretty,
And those titties, and those titties in the
BODY BAG
Nobody knows you and nobody wants to
Willie's poised to dive into flesh,
Something teils me he will leave a mess in the
BODY BAG
When we kiss my eyes am closed,
my lips are full, I breathe through my nose in the
BODY BAG
Nobody knows you and nobody wants to
See the children play in the mud,
moulding balls of faces and blood from the
BODY BAG
All preise for corporal flesh;
the smell of love the smell of death from the
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