demon woman
flight of the conchords
but you're curdling my milk
i know not of what ilk thou art
looking nice in your frock
but you're scaring my livestock
you cut puppies' toes off
pull an animal's nose off
how'd you magic my clothes off?
take me back to your room
make me pray to the temple of womb
your breasts are balls of flame
and i'm burning my hands playing these ball games
aaaaaaaaaaah. demon woman