Tekster: Narcoleptic Youth. Chronological Disorder. Barbi In Bondage.

Plastic eyes. Plastic face.
Plastic Body. I want to melt you.
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Take her to my room and I lock the door.
She seems so real strapped down to the floor.
This sick obsession running through my mind,
it's because of you that I'm going blind.
Oedipus complex. Toy Assault.
I'm a bad little boy. It's all my fault.
Punish me for my perverted crime.
I'm into Barbi and she's mine all mine. I've got my...
[Chorus:] Barbi In Bondage
Tits so firm. Just like my mom.
My shrink he says, "That I shouldn't masturbate with dolls."
This city is so cruel, I can't find a date.
All the girls in this town, they just don't relate.
Why can't you see that we were meant to be?
That unisex Ken has got nothing on me, except those...
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