Little House On The Prarie

Met a girl on the prarie
She lived in a little house
Michael was the father
And he liked to hang around
At least I got her name
As the credits passed me by
So I looked her up online
That's when something caught my eye

She never did respond
But the hour was getting late
And she was dead to the world
So I photoshopped her face

A nose job never came so easy
I think joan rivers would approve
It's pretty much non-existant
But what else could I do
I just kept on going
Until I couldn't go no more
And when everything was done
She looked like a plastic whore

Now she's skin and bones
And she doesn't even know
But even if she did
It was bound to happen
Cause she never did respond
And the hour was getting late
She was dead to the world
So I photoshopped her face

Now she's skin and bones
And she doesn't even know
But even if she did
It was bound to happen

But the website caught wind of the situation
Then the owner put a virus on my computer
When I got it back online, I did my research
The website was registered to melissa gilbert