Elysian Fields Follow

Trap her in the woods see her hood flashing red through the pines
Briars in her hair, bloody lip, where I’ll sip, lapping red just like wine
Granny’s got a plan take my hand little girl, darling child
Let me keep you warm, wrap you up from the wet and the wild

My what big eyes you have
My what big hands you have
My what hot breath you have
My what sharp teeth you have

Nana how you’ve changed I feel strange, pardon me I’m a mess
Can you give a hand helping me from the binds of this dress
Look at me I’m torn, all the rips, guess I slipped caught a fright in the woods
Nana you look funny, tell me dear, are you not feeling good

My what big eyes you have
My what big hands you have
My what hot breath you have
My what sharp teeth you have

My what big eyes you have
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My what big hands you have
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My what hot breath you have
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My what sharp teeth you have