all tied up

Look at me boy
Aint I sweet
Aint I kind
A pretty little thing on a string
But you got me fucked up If you think Im blind
you got me fucked up if you think im just a charm
here to dangle upon your arm
to let you rub my ass while i stroke your ego
I aint that sweet I aint that kind
i just might be plain evil
your pretty little thing on a string is gonna get you entangled
and what can you do
the idea of being strangled
turns me on