The big bad wolf

The big bad wolf is is the lord of the flies
His fingers creep like spiders between my thighs
He's been undressing me with his eyes

The big bad wolf is the lord of the skin
Scrapes my face with the hairs on his chinny chin chin
But I'm not stupid, I know where he's been

Says 'Little girl, little girl let me in'
'Little girl, little girl let me in'