I’m a filth-centered lollipop soaked in honey
I’ll be your sinner or your dinner or your lover for money
I’m a knocked down drag out beat up whore
I’m your weekend secret candy store
You’re the worm in the apple that I bite into
You’re the faggot on the TV in the three-piece suit
You’re the man in the spot light the one they adore
You’re the pig tied up and beggin for more
I’ll be your plaything everything you want and more
I’ll be your forever I’m yours I’m yours I’m yours
I’m the pick of the litter I’m the dog in heat
The forbidden fruit that you just can’t eat
I’m the dirty little girl all sugar and spice
Down on my knees you like it naughty or nice?
You’re a corporate vision a Daddy’s dream
You’re an alter ego closet queen
You’re the figure on the outside looking in
How many Hail Mary’s for my sins
I’ll be your plaything everything you want and more
I’ll be your forever I’m yours I’m yours I’m yours