| I bought you, I love you, I want to subjugate you tonight
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| I claim you, I named you, can’t wait, you need to do me for life
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| I think that you’re great, you give me such a clean place
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| My Japanese maid, you are my wife and my slave
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| You do everything right, how did my whites get so bright?
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| You are oh, so polite, and your vagina’s so tight
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| Harajuku, heaven sent, Pine-Sol, lemon scent
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| She’s worth it, every cent, she’s perfect in every sense
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| I need some cooking, cleaning, don’t mean to be demeaning
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| But when you feather dust my nutsack it turn into a demon
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| There was no other recourse, so many chores that you can do on all fours
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| So many windows and doors, so many rooms that you want to explore
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| So much dirt in the kitchen, so many dirty positions
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| Guess who’s cleaning dishes, guess who’s penis gets kisses
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| Mine does, word up
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| Soft scrub, gloves are rubber, you’re the quicker picker upper
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| Draw a bath and bring me supper, she’s my servant and my lover
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| There is no need for garters, my dick is getting harder
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| Go grab a swiffer, make it stiffer, stir it up for starters
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| I like to whip you raw, work it nonstop
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| Makin' me wish I had nine tentacle cocks
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| Flirty little fox with animal ears on top
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| I’m about to J-Pop got her on lock
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| Down in my dungeon devices
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| Now that I know that she’s priceless
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| She could be my bubblegum crisis
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| I don’t know what that means
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| I don’t think you understand bitches |