I haven't been able to stop listening to this since we got the rough mix back from the studio.
I wasnt sure about all the lyrics since the song was written before I joined the band.
She had a Straw miniskit and her raccoon socks
Fuzzy slippers and her hair was laced with knots
Some things not right with that little girl
She doesn't understand words like Hi
Where's your family and whats with that look in your eye
She was number one you but gutta understand
from recollection she was good with her hands
Played the violin, a seamstress too
Used to give hand jobs to pay for all her food
But she never gave up that ass
Not a hooker, she was born into upper class
Always a little weird
Always had the common fear
But push came to shove
(Thoughts came to boil)?
The day she met that Rabid Squirrel
Furry little fucker just caught her eye
Bit her on the finger and she began to cry
As it infected her palm
Stopped at the wrist
What a strange phenomenon
As her eyes turned to red
Hand clutches my cock
All I could do was pray that she wouldn't snap it off
So I let her just go to town
Gutta believe me shes the best around
She yanked it to the left
Yanked it to the right
Yanked it til I lost my godddamn sight
I never knew rabies could have a good side
But the drool seemed to give the girl a frictionless slide
Not sure if she's alive or dead
But I'll do what she wants cuz I dont wanna loose my head
Its been a while and I'm shooting blanks
(Hydrofluoric daggers____ like a sperm bank?)
Tried to tell her I just need some time
She threw me down and started to grind
It turned me on that I might die
There's something quite endearing bout that look in her eye
She hit her head when she stood up quick
She hit the deck and released my dick
Had to make a big decision quick
Head to hills or remain in the sex pit
Knew my demise was a matter of time
It's hard to choose with a girl so fine
I'm here to tell a story today
And if I had the chance I'd give it all away
Just to spend my last days in some coital bliss
I wouldn't call it crazy
She's just gut a primal twist.