Lotion

I'm looking down the hole you're looking up at me You're cold and tired, that is easy to see Lower the rope to you, a bucket and a light Your membrane will be soft and smooth And your heart will be mine It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it gets the hose again It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it gets the hose again Yes, Precious, it gets the hose Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh The look inside your eyes drives me from control Evoking visions of my favorite casserole And if I eat your heart, I'll also bite your soul And when I'm done with that, I'll use your skull as a bowl It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it gets the hose again It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it gets the hose again It gets the hose It puts the lotion in the basket It puts the lotion in the basket It puts the lotion in the basket Yes, it does, put the lotion in the basket Put the lotion in the basket Put the lotion in the basket now Put the lotion in the basket now And it does Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh The night is very cold, I'm feeling kind of weak I think I'll make myself a cap from your right buttocks cheek And then, I will go walking with my little dog And then, I'll bury you underneath the lawn It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it gets the hose again It rubs the lotion on its skin Or else it gets the hose again Yes, it does, Precious It puts the lotion in the basket Bitch, put the lotion in the basket Oh, put the lotion in the fucking basket Bitch, put the lotion in the basket Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh