You've asked for a day
Hum a day or two
But I prefer not to tell
What I made for you
That sounds uncanny
And surprising too
But I'll suggested not to tell you
What I made for you
Go on
Have a look
To the f*ck everywhere
This little pretty thing
You keep hiding in you
It's what give me strength
To grow inside you
Unlucky you might be
To be chosen by me
Cause I like to possess
What's not that easy
Go on
Have a look
To the f*ck everywhere