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My head lolls in the west
And my feet are facing east
I’m the laid-out turkey
Who is featured at her feast

I’ve been drawn to her quarters
As I lie here helplessly
I’m imprisoned by her magic
Don’t think I’m ever breaking free!

Her voodoo power vexed me
Made me drooling zombie
I rise at her beck-and-call
Wooden puppet plain to see

Maybe there’s a pentagram
Underneath her well used bed
But it’s surely she who’s hexed me
And only light I see is red

Don’t know how I came to be
This ever hungry man
It’s on her love I’m dining
Any protestation is pure sham

Mama and my daddy
Did their best to raise me right
Discouraged from carousing
And staying out all night

When it came to Ouija Boards
And tools of the occult
From these my mama cautioned me
Said my soul they would assault

I didn’t see it coming
This spell that’s captured me
But I’m manacled to her loving
Pray she never sets me free!

I know I’m not her first
But I long to be her last
And if it’s my soul she’s dinning on
I welcome her to her repast

Some say it isn’t fitting
To get down upon my knees
But position that’s for begging
It surely pleases me

So, please forgive me, Jesus!
I know I’m doing wrong
I haven’t strength to break away
And I’ve fallen for siren’s song

I’ll be penitent tomorrow
But tonight I am all in
No use in trying to save me
I’m drilling deeper into sin

I know that where I’m heading
Is straight into monster’s maw
But I glory in the taste of her
And our intercourse macabre

Maybe there’s a pentagram
Underneath her well used bed
But it’s surely she who’s hexed me
And only light I see is red

Her voodoo power vexed me
Made me drooling zombie
I rise at her beck-and-call
Wooden puppet plain to see

I’ve been drawn to her quarters
As I lie here helplessly
I’m imprisoned by her magic
Don’t think I’m ever breaking free!

My head lolls in the west
And my feet are facing east
I’m the laid-out turkey
Who is featured at her feast

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