Phat Psycho
I do not think I can survive with you
Always making sorrow in my soul stew.
Starving me, I can't even eat some rice
But I'm so stupid I still think you're nice
Call me piggy when I eat some oatmeal
Then smack me around, making my head reel
Steal my cherry while I have naught a grape
Do I like it? I don't know, is this rape?
I go and make my doctor fret and cry
As he treats my wounds he just asks me "why?"
"I AM a pig." I really believe it.
Sadly, at the time I had zero wit.
But when you say I'm pretty, I forget
I throw everything out the window. I'm your pet.
