Weak. Sweat. Blister.
Maniac Mister.
She was attached to him
but then he hit her
And down she fell right through the floor
She was a woman. Not a whore
Twister. Fury. Revolting. Rage
He was a rapist twice her age
He committed a crime worth hard time
Now his life ain’t worth a dime
Backlash, Karma, right back in his face
Someone ought to --- no, got to! --- slap the taste
Right out of his grill
Or better still, destroy his will
Place his heart on a windowsill
It’s sad, I’m mad.
Because he took her
He shook her
She was a good-looker
But not anymore.
She broke when she went through the floor
She was a victim of an impulsive desire
Leaving me in a very cold fire
Maniac Mister.
She was attached to him
but then he hit her
And down she fell right through the floor
She was a woman. Not a whore
Twister. Fury. Revolting. Rage
He was a rapist twice her age
He committed a crime worth hard time
Now his life ain’t worth a dime
Backlash, Karma, right back in his face
Someone ought to --- no, got to! --- slap the taste
Right out of his grill
Or better still, destroy his will
Place his heart on a windowsill
It’s sad, I’m mad.
Because he took her
He shook her
She was a good-looker
But not anymore.
She broke when she went through the floor
She was a victim of an impulsive desire
Leaving me in a very cold fire
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