Hold me baby I know that you need me I'm hurling mucus all over your face Oh baby little girl I love you so much Growing purple hairy fungus on my feet And you better never break my fucking heart Shine, Shine through me Joseph Stalin Sexy sweet honey buns girl baby lover Shine, Shine through my piss hole Hold my cock I'm fat obese bag of shit Shoveling dirt in my veins from a dirty needle Load up on my codeine and xanax now I'm ready To love you like you've never been loved before Come closer baby, I need to think about you And write books about your awesome life Shine, shine through me Cumdump Fifteen fucking albums in one day Shit, shine and blossom my ass Pluck a flower from your cunt And I love you, love you baby And I need you, need you baby So don't ever ever ever ever leave me Cuz I want your loving on my loving

Let's go to the dance club We will dance and move our hips Let's have a cool party With strobe lights and exciting shit Girl I really wanna grind on you I wanna make your dick hard Girl I want to feel your testicles Up against my testicles Can you feel my testicles Underneath your fucking cock Yeah. You know, this is hard for me to talk about But I want to get married to you I want to have four children All of them would be girls Because I would have sex with all of them But only when they're toddlers After that I plan to kill them.

I want nothing for you All your pity means nothing to me Get out of the fucking door Take your luggage and get the fuck out -high voice- I will grab my payphone And call a Pizza Hut Then I'll dial the number And order a fucking pizza My pizza gets so warm and I don't want to put it in the freezer Give me a minute to slap you around, bitch I'm hungry and I'm ready for hard sex Come back to me with a paper that says we're divorced and stuff Then I'll fucking move to Utah Or maybe I'll just go to Canada I heard they put milk in bags But I don't drink milk so I don't care Anyhow, I fucking hate you now I really hate you in case you didn't know Once we've finally broken up and all that stuff I think it's better if we got married again Because I really think that you are smart And your just as beautiful as Ed Gein, yeah I can't wait to have you scratch my back Make me toast in the morning Itch my toes when they get itchy on my toes Because my toes get itchy from time to time And I think you would know that by now Since we've been married forever, girl baby boy man My heart is broken still but you can fix it All it takes is a transplant I'll call Harold Shipman as soon as possible Oh wait he hung himself in West Yorkshire I guess I'm fucking screwed Now I'm lonely forever Nobody will love me anymore