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There she is, the almost birthday girl

A satanic fanatic

In beige monochromatics

With skin as pale as snow

And lips like old carpaccio

Absolutely fucking pumped

Smashing face, serving cunt

The doll that makes the dolls

Is here to show you how it's done

Take your right hand, then your left

Now criss-cross 'em at the wrist

Go ahead raise them real high

With one hand over each eye

Open one and then the other

And you're moving just like mother

That's how you do the

Do the, do the, do the

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Do the Longlegs

Do the Long- Long- Long- Longlegs

Do the Longlegs

Do the Long- Long-

Not once, not twice

But as many times as I like

Not once, not twice

But as many times as I like

Put the devil in a ball

Put the ball in a doll

Put the doll in a box

Give the box to a nun

She takes the doll to the house

And then the family kills themselves?

Was it the devil in the ball that made them-

I think so?

I was confused by it

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