Paroles: Blake Babies. Girl In A Box.

I've got a girl in a box
Keep her under my bed
It sure must get hot in the summertime
I get her out when there's nothing else to do

When there's nothing on TV, when I can't see you
Wife don't mind if I give her a child
My wife don't mind, she thinks it's pretty wild
I've got this girl in a box, I got a girl in a box

I'll keep her till the day
I'll keep her till the day
I'll keep her till the day that I die

And I hope I die in the nighttime
With my TV on and a beer in my hand
And you by my side

I got a girl in a box
We play games, I'm anything I'm not
But I wanna' be, yeah, I wanna be
She'll be a slut or a dirty little whore

Or the girl next door or my bride instead
Or I'll cut off her head
If I want to, yeah, I want to

I'll keep her till the day
I'll keep her till the day
I'll keep her till the day that I die

I've got a girl in a box
I've got a girl in a box