If Linda Blair was my Lolita, her head would spin.
She would levitate, vomit green,
beat a priest - what a teen!
Dick Clark would grin.
And foul things`d spurt without discretion
from her tiny mouth.
She`d say: Spank me, spank me, spank me DADDY!
Mommy`s in bandages `n` smoking too,
she doesn`t like it when I tell her to.
I don`t know what`s come over me.
I`m not myself today,
Linda`s all the rage -
the Devil`s underage.
Get that cross right out of there girl,
you don`t know where it`s been.
You`re 13, underage, into bondage.
It`s just a phase.
You`re too young to sin,
speak in tongues backwards in Latin.
Let me hear you say:
Spank me, spank me, spank me DADDY!
Comin` downstairs just to piss on the rug,
she`s gonna get all my gnarly love.
I don`t know what`s come over me.
I`m not myself today,
Linda`s all the rage -
the Devil`s underage.
The power of Christ compels you.