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Young little meat When I'm down on the street I'm lookin' at their young little meat She might be five - she might be ten I'll take her home and slip it in Young little piece of meat You're the youngest you see I don't fuckin' care If you ain't got no cunt hair You're young little meat Young little meat Hangin' out on Elm Street You think you're fuckin' sweet But you are a piece of meat Young little meat Meat You're young little meat You might be four - you might be sweet You might be five - you might be ten I take it out and slip it in Songtexte Young little meat Young little meat Young little meat You're always teasin' me And when I'm done you will bleed I'll put you down to the ground And you'll cry You wish you never were around Around Young little meat Aus Songtexte Mania