Every day gets worse, 

Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse 

You must wonder why I look at you that way 

Tonight ill make my way into your house 

I must; I'm lusting for your body 

Skin looks tight, think I just might have 

To take a bite, but I know one will turn 

To three or four or more my little whore 



Tonight, tonight 

She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?) 

Bobbysoxer so pure, so young 

(By morning her soul will be gone, gone, gone.) 



I did a beautiful thing, 

Relax baby, that's a good girl 

You're like my work of art 

I can control, I can contort any 

Position that I wish, 

I make my fantasy reality 

Hold still, it will be over soon 



Tonight, tonight 

She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?) 

Bobbysoxer so pure, so young 

(By morning her soul will be gone) 



I blend with the walls so I won't be seen 

My love, you smell so.. 

I took one good look, 

And I followed you home 



Tonight, tonight 

She's not alone (can you taste the wicked in the room?) 

Bobbysoxer so pure, so young 

(By morning her soul will be gone)