|
Gretel said |
|
I know what's in your head |
|
I vacuumed out my head |
|
I know you're feeling bad |
|
You *******' ******* |
|
You *******hole ******* |
|
I thought she meant it, yeah |
|
She really jacked my head |
|
She went and done it, yeah |
|
Handsome |
|
Gretel |
|
Handsome |
|
Gretel |
|
My name is Gretel, yeah |
|
I've got a crotch that talks |
|
It talks to all the *******s |
|
It's been twelve city blocks |
|
You *******' ******* |
|
Gretel said |
|
Oh you feel so bad |
|
I know you feel so bad |
|
I thought she meant it, yeah |
|
Handsome |
|
Gretel |
|
Handsome |
|
Gretel |
|
I vacuumed out my head |
|
Jumping from bed to bed |
|
My name is Gretel |
|
A soul of metal |
|
My name is Gretel, yeah |
|
I've got a sloppy slot |
|
Handsome |
|
Gretel |
|
Handsome |
|
Gretel |
|
Say violets hang around with toilets and look smack at us |
|
And symbolize everything that is disgust and mistrust |
|
Licorice eyes |
|
Pin me down thighs |
|
Asphixia |
|
My thighs are vices, yeah |
|
He is a stupid man |
|
I love him all I can |
|
You ******* ******* |
|
Addle girl |
|
She pulls out all her curls |
|
She is a stupid crotch |
|
That spans twelve city blocks |