Fee fi fo, she smells his body,
She smells his body,
And it makes her sick to her mind.
He has got so much to answer for
To answer for, to ruin a child's life.
How could you touch something
So innocent and pure, obscure?
How could you get satisfaction,
From the body of a child?
You're vile, you're
It's true what people say
God protect the ones,
Who help themselves in their own way,
It's true what people say
God protect the ones,
Who help themselves in their own way
He was sitting in her bedroom,
In her bedroom,
And now what should she do?
She's got so much insecurity,
And his impurity
it was a gathering gloom
How could you touch something,
So innocent and pure, obscure?
How could you get satisfaction,
From the body of a child?
You're vile, sick
It's true what people say
God protect the ones,
Who help themselves in their own way,
I often wonder to myself
Who protects the ones who can't protect themselves?
It's true what people say
God protect the ones,
Who help themselves in their own way,
I often wonder to myself
Who protects the ones who can't protect themselves?
Fee, fi, fo;
Fee, fi, fo
Fee, fi, fo;
Fee, fi, fo
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