I Slept With The Daughters and All I Got Was This

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 digging so deep.
I bury my head the crown pushes please, please.
She's the maid in the masquerade.
I'm the employee asleep at the factory.

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