Toy Box - The Geraldine Fibbers

Toybox - The Geraldine Fibbers
Less is not more take cover the end is near
Don't walk thanks alot bleeding me
My shell on top of your knotty fist with a speculum
Shoved up my cunt after hours
Take solace my love in the little things
Red droplets wet eyelashes and money
That's the way it goes I shot my baby
It has to be love
For one lousy minute she felt like a queen
I stand here naked at attention
Is this my only skill
I f**ked my first fruit today lousy lay
I asked my daddy for a quarter
He gave me twenty-five cents
And a kiss for good luck
Daddy what can I do to make you stop crying
I been wanderin' the canned fruit aisle wondering
What I can do to make you smile
Jesus only knows
Jesus only knows
In time I'll grow to big and old to help you
With your strange hurt
But right now I'm a school girl learning exactly
What I was put on this earth for
For one lousy minute she felt like a queen
Should the smart little girl tell a story or a lie
With her eyes on the toy
She's a tomboy in the mirror
Watch her as she changes
See how she grows
Her cells are re-arrangin'
She'll need a woman's clothes
What are these ugly changes
Jesus only knows
Jesus only knows
Jesus only knows
I stand here naked at attention
Is this my only skill
I f**ked my first fruit today lousy lay
I asked my daddy for a quarter
He gave me twenty-five cents
A kiss for right kiss
For right kiss
For good luck