If Linda Blair was my Lolita, her head would spin. She would levitate, vomit green, beat a priest - what a teen! Dick Clark would grin. And foul things'd spurt without discretion from her tiny mouth. She'd say: Spank me, spank me, spank me DADDY!
Mommy's in bandages 'n' smoking too, she doesn't like it when I tell her to.
I don't know what's come over me. I'm not myself today, Linda's all the rage - the Devil's underage.
Get that cross right out of there girl, You don't know where it's been. You're 13, underage, into bondage. It's just a phase. You're too young to sin, speak in tongues backwards in Latin. Let me hear you say: Spank me, spank me, spank me DADDY!
Comin' downstairs just to piss on the rug, she's gonna get all my gnarly love.
I don't know what's come over me. I'm not myself today, Linda's all the rage - The Devil's underage.
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