2 мин за четене
Evil knocking at my door.
Evil making me it's whore.
I don't mind, if you take what's yours
but give me mine.
Evil wants you to know.
I'm much too young to be old.
I don't mind, if you take what's yours
but give me mine.
Hey there, little girl,
come inside, I've got some, sweet things.
Put your hair in curls,
paint you up like a drag queen. ...
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