Hey little darlin’, you better beware
If you find yourself creepin’ in your lover’s head
You’ll find some secrets your lover left
In the dusty floorboards and the dusty shelves
Waaaaooooooooo
Waaaaooooooooo
Hey there creases, you folded hole
Fifty percent and you’re still unknown
Your eyes are dark, but your hair is gold
I’m gonna’ break you from crown to sole
Waaaaooooooooo
Waaaaooooooooo
Leave that liquor, your boys and bones
Bright red capsule, your sticks and stones
The final chapter, you’ll write alone
In the shiny bathtub of your tiny home
Waaaaooooooooo
Waaaaooooooooo

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