| When I was born, the doctor didn’t like me
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| He grabbed my ankles, held me like a turkey
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| Dear Mummy, why’d you let him hit me?
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| This was wrong, I knew you didn’t love me
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| There is selection, many shapes and sizes
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| Variety fondling surprises
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| The syllables, they trigger happy opposites
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| Encountering those devious devices
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| Satisfying all that you are craving
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| Considering life is now worth saving
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| Tie me to the length of that
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| Tie me to the length of that
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| Tie me to the length of that
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| Tie me to the length of that
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| You’ll be sorry you don’t love me
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| Something is happening to my body
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| Nature is those little bits and pieces
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| I keep these feelings deep inside my body
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| It’s not the union both of us expected
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| Remember daddy when you made him hold me
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| Safe in his arms, then the bastard dropped me
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| Ooh, ahh, pretty, pretty baby
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| Pretty baby, baby, baby boo-hoo…
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| Tie me to the length of that
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| Tie me to the length of that
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| Considering life is now worth saving
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| Stupid drunk
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| You’ll be sorry you don’t love me
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| Pretty baby, pretty, pretty baby
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| Pretty baby, pretty, pretty baby
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| Ooh, ahh
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| What a lovely little baby
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| Until the end |