Cough up your money.
Bi-curious husbands, a seven-year itches.
A nip and a tuck. You'll have me in stitches.
I can't feel a thing, means the anesthesia is working.
I'm your ultrasound dead giveaway.
Caught in arrhythmia drift.
A miscarried mothers milk,
A father's cum in a latex bag
a schizophrenic's facelift
My eye candy rots, I can't feel a thing. Means the novocaine is working
Give me a shot baby
Anesthesia
So I won't feel a thing.
Our bastard children means the birth control is working
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