Spread your legs like a cancer.
Let me see what's inside.
Your pale body has that graveyard charm.
Those desperate looks have got me digging so deep.
I bury my head, the crown pushes please, please.
She's the maid in the masquerade.
I'm the employee asleep at the factory. [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/d/daughters/i_slept_with_the_daughters_and_all_i_gotwas_this_lousy_song_written_about_me.html ]
