Well, Kelly, Well

There's a fluid filled wrapper on the side of the bed
The constant skull screwing's gone right straight to your head
And the gnawing at your side has all but killed your pride
When the body is tired is when the spirit subsides
Which hole is the healed one
Which hand is the free one
Which semen is the demon
Ham the eggs of the green one
Doctor Sooge in a cage
As your ass takes the stage
It is all but the rage
If it would, if only

Well, Kelly
Oh well
Why don't you know?

Oh Kelly
With your white belly
Underwear filled with jelly
Oh my dear, lovely
Well, Kelly
Well, Kelly

I'm the god given stranger out to put you in danger
In the patterns of manger and the pangs of your labor
I don't call this extortion
You just want this abortion
With your sweaty blonde hair
With your rot down in there

Well, Kelly
Oh well
Why don't you go?

This sex ain't the best
But it beat all the rest
Place my hand on your breast
When your eyes hit the yes
But your heart yields to no
And I must let you go
In the future it's low
In the past it's so so so so so so...

With so many lovers
Except Danny Glover
Time now to shove her
Where was her mother?
Where was her brother?
Where was the other?
When her life was so banal
So she took to the anal
And killed on the oral
Murdered me in total
I don't think you should scold her
I just think you should hold her
I think she is broken
Her legs always open
Her mouth's never spoken
Just help me
Help me, please

Well, Kelly
Oh well
Why don't you know?

Well I don't know
I want to see you grow
To beat the undertow
Come out on top
When I come in your bottom
Cleanse out all the rotten
You are not forgotten
A piss to put your pot in
The blood to soak your cotton
The groove you now is trottin'
Oh, Kelly



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Writer(s): Winston Campbell
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