Electric Pickle Weasels

I thought I could love her...
She sounded so sweet on myspaceBut did she Photoshop that face, I don't know...She wanted my love, she wanted my careShe wanted a clump of genital hairBut the end to this lovely tale is when I learned she lived in jailAnd when I went there I thought whatisit.I got a big surprise on the conjugal visitShe was a man, and not a pretty oneShe was a man, and it wasn't funOH NO!!! From Letras Mania