I'm looking down the hole, you're looking up at me You're cold and tired, that is easy to see There are the ropes, the bucket on the line Your membrane will be soft and smooth, and your heart will be mine
It rubs the lotion on it's skin Or else it gets the hose again It rubs the lotion on it's skin Or else it gets the hose again Yes, Precious, it gets the hose again
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The look inside your eye is driving me from control Evoking visions of my favourite casserole And if I eat your heart, I'll also bite your soul And when I've done with that, I'll use your skull as a bowl
It rubs the lotion on it's skin Or else it gets the hose again It rubs the lotion on it's 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 Put the lotion in the basket Yes it does
Doooooooooo Oooo Oooo Doooooooooo Oooo Oooo
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 it's skin Or else it gets the hose again It rubs the lotion on it's 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 Ooooh put the lotion in the f*cking basket Bitch, put the lotion in the basket