midnightmovie

I'm looking down the hole, your looking up at me
Your cold and tired, that is easy to see
Lower the rope to you, a bucket on the line
Your membrane will be soft and smooth, and your heart will be mine

It rubs the lotion on its skin,
or else it gets the hose again
It rubs the lotion on its skin,
or else it gets the hose again, yes precious it gets the hose

Doooh, ooh ooh
Doooh, ooh ooh

The look inside your eyes, it drives me from control
Evoking visions of my favourite casserole
And if I eat your heart, I'll also bite your soul
And when I'm done with that I'll use your skull, as a bore

It rubs the lotion on its skin,
or else it gets the hose again
It rubs the lotion on its skin-in,
or else it gets the hose again, it gets the hose

It puts the lotion in the basket
It puts the lotion in the basket
It puts the lotion in the basket, yes it does
Put the lotion in the basket
Put the lotion in the basket
Put the lotion in the basket, now
Put the lotion in the basket, now, yes it does

Doooh, ooh ooh
Doooh, ooh ooh

The night is very cold I'm feeling kind of weak
I think I'll make myself a cap from your right buttocks cheek
And then I will go walking with my little dog
And then I'll bury you, underneath a log

It rubs the lotion on its skin
or else it gets the hose again
It rubs the lotion on its skin,
or else it gets the hose again, yes it does precious

It puts the lotion in the basket
Bitch put the lotion in the basket
Oh put the lotion in the fucking basket bitch, Put the lotion in the basket

Doooh, ooh ooh
Doooh, ooh ooh
Doooh, ooh ooh
Doooh, ooh ooh





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mavisvonmonster

and

hexe


from whom I aquired these things