.[Verse 1]
I'll be your orthodox man when you call
I'll be your slave, your pet
Seventh son or just your seventh fool
To make and strip the beds
The lining's thin, my temper worse
Come near me and I'm sure to burst the bubble
You're floating in
So chew me up an.
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