Think about it before you spray paint don't worry mom
On the dumpster of the nursing home they have as many eyes as a pineapple
I am the dumbest bitch on the planet
On the second floor landing sweating buckets
My arm pits are like black moons shaking at the end of
A cord my leather daddy dancing very near like a sweetheart would
Hurting my butthole like a sweetheart would
Oh, oh it's a little titmouse
Ah, ah little chickadee
Oh, ooh it's little ruddy duck
Don't worry mom
Think about it before you spray paint don't worry mom
On the dumpster of the nursing home they have as many eyes as a pineapple
I am the dumbest bitch on the planet
On the second floor landing sweating buckets
My arm pits are like black moons shaking at the end of
A cord my leather daddy dancing very near like a sweetheart would
Hurting my butthole like a sweetheart would
Oh, oh it's a little titmouse
Ah, ah little chickadee
Oh, ooh it's little ruddy duck
Don't worry mom
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