In college, I spent all my days My back, my shoulders, thighs Exposed in most material ways, to make it through the night I tried protection but did it stay on? Well it didn't, that is why I've got lug around this fleshy nine month whore-ish crown The father, Jacob, Jason, or Dean; Who knows? Who is the face? Who is the man who planted the seed inside below my waist? I'm trying to eat healthy, this baby has some picky taste You probably would like to know the- One, two, three, four... Five ways that I'll reach around this ****ing instrument without A second chance to write this song About the man who put his dong inside of me Why can't I see the face that's looking longingly Up at the eyes who can not cry about the child that is a ... Lie straight to the face of mom who thought I had it with a blond With Christian morals and the fix, but it's from anonymous dick I pushed it out and with a pout, I looked at her face short and stout I couldn't recognise the eyes the baby had I'm freaking out!

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