I observe from the shadows,
Never letting myself be seen
There I dwell until my opportunity,
Lusting over your bountiful body

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I'll trap you in my van,
I'll put you in my whole,
I shall say this little poem

Chorus:
It rubs the lotion on it's skin
Or it gets the hose again
It does this when it's told,
I want your skin with no mold!

I wear your skin and pretend to be a female
I will get away with this and shall not fail
You're just another victim in my eleven foot whole
In my unfinished basement I will steal your soul

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Chorus

Would you fuck me? Would you fuck me?
I'd fuck me Oh, I'd so fuck me!

It puts the lotion in the basket It puts the lotion in the basket
I said It puts the lotion in the god damn basket!