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CYBERSEX

Mary is thirteen, Mary likes to play with her doll.
She looks cute, she’s got freckles, she’s small, she’s not shy at all.
Mary wears panties, Mary wears bras and miniskirts.
She stays up all night long with the nerds to have sex with words.

In cyberspace Mary is not a virgin.
She’s done Elvis, she’s done the Pope, she’s done them all.
In cyberspace Mary is not a virgin.
When she’s roaming the internet she’s ready to fall.

Mary is tired, Mary isn’t feeling too well.
She turns on her machine, takes a ride through digital Hell.
Mary seeks pleasure, Mary seeks lust and cold romance.
She’s alone in the night, she’s alright, she craves decadence.

In cyberspace Mary is not a virgin.
She’s done Elvis, she’s done the Pope, she’s done them all.
In cyberspace Mary is not a virgin.
When she’s roaming the internet she’s ready to fall.

In cyberspace Mary is not a virgin.
She’s done Elvis, she’s done the Pope, she’s done them all.
In cyberspace Mary is not a virgin.
When she’s roaming the internet she’s ready to fall.


Copyright: Ras Bolding 2003

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