Fee fi fo She smells his body She smells his body
And it makes her sick to her mind
He has got so much to answer for
To answer for, to ruin a child's mind
How could you touch something So innocent and pure Obscure
How could you get satisfaction from the body
of a child You're vile, you're…
It's true what people say
God protect the ones who help themselves In their own way
Interlude:
He was sitting in her bedroom In her bedroom
And now what should she do
She's got so much insecurity
And his impurity it was a gathering gloom
How could you touch something So innocent and pure Obscure
How could you get satisfaction from the body
of a child You're vile, sick
It's true what people say
God protect the ones who help themselves In their own way
And I often wondered to myself:
Who protects the ones who can't protect themselves?
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