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Wckr Spgt - The Caring Song lyrics
Four hard lashes to the back of a child Barely old enough to talk like a baby but in enough pain to scream, "Oh my God! AHHHHH!! OWWW! OH, NO!!!" But it turned the little creep on Now he's gonna fuck with your car. 'Cause he knows what he needs to make his little vandal bleed. Where did he go wrong? That's why we sing the caring song |
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