Number 12 Looks Like You Document Grace Budd Lyrics

I took her to an empty house in westchester I had already picked up.
When we got there I told her to wait outside, pick wild flowers.
I went upstairs and stripped all of my clothes off.
I knew if i did not I would get her blood on them.
When all was ready I went to the window and called her.
Then I hid in the closet until she was in the room.
She saw me all naked and began to cry and tried to run downstairs.
I grabbed her and she said she would tell her mama.
First I stripped her naked.
How she did kick bite and scratch.
I choked her to death.
Then I cut her into small peices
So I could take my meat to my room, cook and eat it.
Sweet and tender her a__ roasted in the oven
It took me nine days to eat her entire body.
I did not f___ her.
Though I could have as I wished.
She died a virgin.