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