Pretty Toy
You have beauty like the urge to lie
You've never had a thought
But I can't blame you we all know
Your ignorance was taught
Faceless doll dancing still
Just again pursued
Dress it up it's made for sex
Your voice made to be used
I never met a toy like you
Except other ones in a million
Processed down the factory line
Never needed penicillin
There are no flaws no time for fun
Mommy made you perfect
Don't waste your time you have a life
There's a man to choose it
You are my pretty toy
You are my only joy
Stay here never leave me
Go and be my play mate
And I've never tried on a dress
That's made for perfect girls
Primping priming toward their doom
Tucked up with all their curls
I'll never take the pretty pill
I never get attention
As for rape there's not a chance
It's the girls not worth a mention
Your skirts too short
You have beauty like the urge to lie
You've never had a thought
But I can't blame you we all know
Your ignorance was taught
Faceless doll dancing still
Just again pursued
Dress it up it's made for sex
Your voice made to be used
It's from magazines
Comes from your head it seems
Blame men for their control
We're the ones heads in a hole
Allow abuse from sex and lies
You can't look in my eyes
Whenever you say to me
How do I look
Like a poster child of overuse
You are my pretty toy
You are my only joy
Will you be my slave
Bend down and misbehave
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