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Snow White and Red riding hood

Look past the window dressing
Think I see a doll painted by you
But it looks just like live
And I put my head close to the
Writing suddenly open and warm
Anyone can take part
And I feel no remorse
Just as snow white crosses the little red riding hood
Perhaps the forbidden fruit
But I can’t take the eyes off you
Never changed how I seduced