Mrs. Jones Hole

[Verse 1]
Sorry man, sorry, sorry
I've got a bad eye
I shouldn't have— I should've looked at it
I, I should've looked at it
Go, go away, go away
The sugar star, the sugar star
And the, the abortionist, hey, hey
You want her on the bed
With her legs wide open and her eyes all spread

[Chorus]
Sky's a narcotic with blackjack bones, oh
Mrs. Jones, oh, Mrs. Jones, oh
Cry me a river, but just take me home, oh
Mrs. Jones, oh, Mrs. Jones

[Verse 2]
Sorry man, I've gotta—
I've got it slimming
Fucking ran away with my abortionist
My little eye blacked with all the jizz
And the knife they used to gut my face in
It's been out stabbing baby, baby angels, and
Smile, smile