I met her at a donkey show.
  She was minutes past thirteen.
  Sucking on a cherry yoo-hoo.
  Reading "Nugget" magazine.
  Cum splattered tube-top.
  Scrawny pre-pube tits.
  That's when I saw she was quadraplechick.
  And I said "Baby you're looking good"
  That's when I noticed her legs were wood
  I grabbed a stump and dragged her out the door
  I need a hole
  I don't need no hips
  I laid a line of coke on her tits
  That's when I ripped off her dirty shit-filled drawers
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  Good, should, could, I think it feels pretty good [x2]
  So good, so good, so good, so good, so good, so good [x a lot]
  It wasn't nothing pretty, she took my genital germ
  Her limbless body thrashed about filled with infected sperm
  I criss-crossed with the cables,
  I smashed her face through a door
  They found her in a plastic bag down by highway 64
  And I said "Baby your looking good"
  That's when I saw her legs were wood
  And all you people...
  You just can't understand
  I need a hole
  I don't need know hips
  I need the taste of dick on my lips
  I fucked her asshole with a piece of frozen shit
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