You're so wild I feel like I'm a zoologist Stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist I'm gonna twist your ass to death, miss And when you piss,
without a thought, he murders all that's good . . . I know I can't refuse and yet, I wish I could . . . Oh God - if I agree, what horrors wait for
mothers, like ordinary wives, Fry the eggs and dry the sheets And try to deal with facts-- Mine acts! [DESIREE] Darling, I miss you a lot, But,
You're so wild I feel like I'm a zoologist, stretchin' your shit more than a gynecologist, I'm gonna twist your ass to death, miss, and when you piss,