Toybox

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The Geraldine Fibbers - Pop

Toybox

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Less is not more take cover the end is near don't walk thanks alot bleeding me My shell on top of your knotty fist with a speculum shoved up my cunt, after hours Take solace my love in the little things: red droplets wet eyelashes and money That's the way it goes. I shot my baby. It has to be love For one lousy minute she felt like a queen I stand here naked at attention Is this my only skill? I fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay I asked my daddy for a quarter He gave me twenty-five cents and a kiss for good luck Daddy, what can I do to make you stop crying? I been wanderin' the canned fruit aisle wondering what I can do to make you smile Jesus only knows In time I'll grow to big and old to help you with your strange hurt But right now I'm a school girl learning exactly what I was put on this earth for For one lousy minute she felt like a queen Should the smart little girl tell a story or a lie With her eyes on the toy she's a tomboy in the mirror Watch her as she changes. See how she grows Her cells are re-arrangin'. She'll need a woman's clothes What are these ugly changes? Jesus only knows... I stand here naked at attention Is this my only skill? I fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay I asked my daddy for a quarter He gave me twenty-five cents and a kiss for good luck

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