Got 12 rooms 12 vacancies you can do just what you please just don't get mother to irate and don't ever call me master bates a man should have a hobby, true but I got so bored I needed something to do so I sharpened mother's cutlery now everywhere I look is blood I see mother's not a fruit but she's gotta go down down to the cellar so she won't be found I know it's not right but I just can't tell of the nasties that go on in bates motel
Writer(s): Benjamin M Foster
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