Fetus Crimes from Sleep by Hysterics

She looks good it’s a Saturday night
She’s got herself wasting time
She stacks up the fetus crimes
They’re looking better than mine

She paints her face red because
She’s got to look good to them
She will test her luck because
She don’t give a fuck

She doesn’t want to talk about it

She wakes up and puts on her clothes
She ties her tights way down low
She walks down the stairs
Finds the man with the thinning hair

She says “hey man, what you got?”
He says “well that depends, can you tie knots?”
She pulls his knickers down
As he passes his frown

She doesn’t want to talk about it
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