The Late Isabel
The Late Isabel - Doll's Head songtekst
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I did what I had to do A madding voice told me to Rip the head off the baby doll Lying in the bed down the window Down, down the street Off the end of the block Where a council of cats Chit-chat, "Go, rip it, too." Oh, look at those baby blues One claw buried down those baby blues See her head tossed Around and about Pretty pout, what a girl See her curls Like a can of worms And she squirmed I saw you do that Don't ruin my bed you're dead La-la-la-la-la-la...