We can be trusted
to buy all your drugs, little fairy mary
is on the prowl again for love
heard her coming down the hallway
heels going clunk clunk clunk
49.95 all those boys, all those boys
sniffing up your legs for drugs.
Little fairy mary is still some old woman's baby
waxing her thighs with stickiness
dried hard, pulled out the ugly
strand by strand strangely she is playing
the notes by striking the moles on a back
that melody happily smacks you down
wasn't hard wobbling on your kick knacking
heels, kick knacking on the backs of
little boys with little spears.
Did you get a bargain on your Saturday night shopping?
That outfit looks horrible on you.
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