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Binky The Doormat
This is horror movie stuff.
The muffin is peach, you??re ???makin?? love??.
You mean this opera involves handcuffs?
I lay defeated.
Yeah, sour milk mouth, horseradish sweet.
She??s a girl and she??s loving me.
But distance is my tendency.
I am defeated.
have you lost your place?
I wore my doormat face.
I hung my this or that.
I laid my welcome mat.
If I??m your oyster, where??s the war?
You leave me gasping, tattered and torn.
I know you can??t find a fork.
I am just a little acorn.
Well, acorns grow to mighty trees.
You??ve got sauce, but you don??t have knees.
Now look who??s asking pretty please.
I lay defeated.
Have you lost your place?
I wore my doormat face.
I hung my this or that.
I laid my welcome mat.
Call your bathroom friends around.
I will fake a little frown.
I will be your little clown,
Easily defeated.
Yeah, shut the door and open wide.
Seconal and astroglide.
Fuck with me and traumatize.
Don??t you see I love your hide?
All the beauty that??s trapped inside.
Can??t you see I love your hide?
Can??t you see I love your hide?
Can??t you see it?
have you lost your place?
I wore my doormat face.
I hung my this or that.
I laid my welcome mat.
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