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Wine and dine her in a romantic fashion Meet her parents and make a good impression All her friends see me as the man of their dreams What they don't see is my lust for the obscene She first finds out on our wedding night I gently disrobe her from her gown of white I lift her thin veil with the utmost care Then without warning I smear shit in her hair She bites and claws with no avail It's too late for a reason, I'm overcome by the smell She used to think I was the man of her dreams But my only true love is that of the obscene From Letras Mania