Therapy

Hey little girl, wanna go for a ride there's room in my wagon, it's parked right outside we can cruise down Robbert Street all night long but I think I'll just rape you and kill you instead Diane, Diane, Diane I hear there's a party at lake Cove It would be so much esier if I drove We could check it out, we could go and see Come on take a ride with me Diane, Diane, Diane We lay down together for a while I put all your clothes in a nice neat little pile you're the cutest Girl I've ever seen in my life but it's over now and with my knife Diane, Diane, Diane