Every day gets worse,    Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse    You must wonder why I look at you that way (that way)   Tonight I'll 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.      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, gone, gone, gone.      I blend with the walls so I won't be seen    My love, you smell so..    I took one good look,    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