You can't repress me
although you are trying to all the time
you know that I think you're nuts
this is getting too much and I've had enough
You want me the way everyone else is
no, no
you old pig
you don't get that I am different
fuck off
you're full of crap
I won't take this any longer
the girls are the sexy Sadies
they're mothers for the dust
and cats have sharp claws
I won't be washing your smelly socks
trousers
t-shirts
don't touch me
I'd rather not have your pocks
your curls
gonococci
I won't give you children for your amusement
better prepare powder, comb and lipstick
so I can work the streets with Mother Hulda
simply said, you disgust me
I am not your fucking machine
squirt squirt
what a joke
sweetie, we have to separate
ciao, ciao
you old pig
Get it?