[00:02.23]Yo
[00:05.83]Yo, singin, one time for your mind
[00:10.96]I met a girl. She worked at McDonalds
[00:13.34]Always drinking Jack; in her purse, there's a bottle
[00:15.85]And she just wanted to be a ******* nurse or a doctor
[00:18.43]But she never got *******t. Degrees? Punch clock, six
[00:21.76]Watch and listen: Apart from getting her life stuck, she
[00:24.39]Started stripping at parties, tips for the tight butt, jeez
[00:27.26]She could make a head turn twice
[00:29.40]Geppetto on her shoulder said her checks weren't right
[00:31.78]She said, "It's my body. I'm an independent woman and I'm
[00:35.03]Finally getting money, feeling like I earned something."
[00:37.36]And so, she kept going; and her tips kept growing
[00:40.29]Creeps kept coming, asking when her next show is
[00:43.09]For some reason her body collects focus
[00:45.75]She thought "Good, I guess I get more tips."
[00:48.84]Fixated on paper-chase and making cake
[00:51.29]All night, working 8-to-8
[00:53.42]She met a guy. A regular, let's call him Chuck
[00:56.26]He had a real nice smile, and he was tall as *******
[00:58.90]And he would talk to her with the decent speech
[01:01.94]Acknowledge her as a woman, not a piece of meat, and she
[01:04.84]Liked that. Started batting her eyelash
[01:07.35]She liked Chuck, heart tapping when guy passed
[01:10.04]Right fast, I guess she was smitten
[01:13.04]"The guy's rad!", she could tell he was different
[01:15.79]Every night he'd come through and say hi
[01:17.98]Tip a couple twenty's like a real great guy;
[01:20.99]"How perfect can a guy b-b-be?"
[01:23.18]She stuttered, she didn't know what he hides underneath
[01:25.82]All the pictures of her glued to the side of his wall
[01:28.47]And his mind ******* crawled with the violent thoughts
[01:31.45]He wanted her to be his, and his alone
[01:34.60]He had plans to creep in when she's at home
[01:37.34]Scoop her up in his arms with a knife
[01:39.44]Rip apart all her life, sending scars through her mind
[01:42.08]And so, he made plans
[01:43.48]The cookies in the bake pan
[01:44.82]"Walk her home at night? What a ******* great chance!"
[01:47.48]He said, he said he said...In his mind:
[01:50.17]She red, she bled, she dead...He doing fine
[01:53.62]Her walk was a murderous foreplay
[01:55.68]She chatted about work til they merged at a four-way
[01:58.97]Her apar*******ent on the third or the fourth...Hey
[02:00.94]I forgot, it's been a mighty long time for the boar, kay?
[02:04.37]They waltzed from the steps to the doorway
[02:06.53]He noted that the patterns on her dresser were ornate
[02:09.76]What a perfect scene set for his queen, yes
[02:12.03]His facial expressions gave way and he seemed stressed
[02:15.32]She asked what was wrong with Chuck
[02:17.05]Then he grabbed her by the hair and ******* dropped her, "SLUT!"
[02:19.98]She tried to fight back; she wasn't strong as Chuck
[02:22.68]Switchblade drawn, it was long as *******
[02:25.34]She slipped through his hands while he sawed and cut
[02:27.88]Grabbed the shotty out the closet, watch Blondie buck
[02:30.92]Shotgun blast, watch Blondie buck
[02:33.47]Shotgun blast, watch Blondie buck
[02:36.16]Shotgun blast, watch Blondie buck
[02:39.58]She be catching bodies (Bluh, Bluh, Bluh)
[02:42.31]She be catching bodies (Bluh, Bluh, Bluh)
[02:44.96]She be catching bodies (Bluh, Bluh, Bluh)
[02:47.56]She be catching bodies (Bluh, Bluh, Bluh)
[02:51.73](Bluh, Bluh, Bluh)