I Slept With The Daughters And All I Got Was This Lousy Song Written About Me

Daughters

Spread your thighs like a cancer let me see what's inside
Your pale body has that graveyard charm
Those desperate looks have got me diggin so deep
I bury my head in the crown pushes please, please
She's the maid in the masquerade
I'm the employee asleep at the factory

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