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After done my daily drozen I'm running straight back home. My hands are almost frozen When I think bout what's to come... That gives me the creeps. I open up my wardrobe And put my treasure on It is my personal dope, Oh yeah, that turns me on! That gives me the creeps. The sweat runs down my cheeks... I feel like being mothered In my black rubber pants My body feels like covered With thousand little ants It's got an all-around-zip And a very special sheath. It just needs a smooth tip To enfranchise the beast That gives me the creeps. The sweat runs down my cheeks... I feel like being mothered In my black rubber pants My body feels like covered With thousand little ants I never use to wash them, Inside there growing pants. Such a great emotion, I love my rubber pants! Rubber on my cheeks - that give me the creeps