scattercat

[Cartman's basement. He's playing with a rubber lamb at the edge of a hole in the basement.]

Cartman: [strokes the lamb and sets it aside] Hello, Precious. Yes, that's a good Precious. [grabs a basket with a bottle of lotion sitting inside and lowers it down a hole in the basement. The basket stops when it reaches Polly Prissy Pants, which sits at the bottom of the hole] Now it takes the lotion from the basket.

Polly Prissy Pants: [Cartman voicing] Oh please, mister. Please let me out of here.

Cartman: It puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again.

Poodle: [Cartman voicing] Bark bark bark bark!

Cartman: Yes, that's a good Precious. Okay, now it puts the lotion back in the basket.

Polly Prissy Pants: Please, mister, let me out.

Cartman: It puts the lotion back in the basket!

Polly Prissy Pants: I miss my Mom, mister. I wanna see my Mommy-

Cartman: [throws a fit] Put the lotion in the fuckin' basket!

Lotion: Greenskeepers
I'm looking down the hole, you're looking up at me
You're 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

Oooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh

The look inside your eyes drives me from control
Evoking visions of my favorite caserole
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 bowl

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
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

Oooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh

The night is very cold, I'm feeling kind of week
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
It should put the lotion in the basket
Oh put the lotion in the fucking basket, bitch
Put the lotion in the basket

Oooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh
Oooh ooh ooh