Fee Fi Fo, she smells his body, she smells his body
And it makes her sick to her mind.
He has got so much to answer for, to answer for,
To ruin a child's mind.
How could you touch something so innocent and pure,
Obscure?
How could you get satisfaction from the body of a child?
You're vile, you're.
It's true what people say,
God protect the ones who help themselves in their own way.
He was sitting in her bedroom, in her bedroom.
And now what should she do?
She's got so much insecurity and his impurity,
It was a gathering gloom.
How could you touch something so innocent and pure,
Obscure?
How could you get satisfaction from the body of a child?
You're vile, sick.
It's true what people say,
God protect the ones who help themselves in their own way.
And I often wondered to myself
Who protects the ones who can't protect themselves?