I'm taking you home with me.
We're gonna get married, you and I.
But we gotta fly, cuz the authorities are on the hunt for your missing person.
I'm gonna be your loverbeing.
I'm gonna show you the way to the center of the sun
I'm gonna get you high.
I'm GONNA MAKE YOU SAY GOODBYE...
to that fool you call your man.
He's such a stupid man-boy human with hairy arms and an unclean mouth.
He won't stand a chance when I vaporize his brain.
Not a chance in hell when I'm done with him.
He's a dead man... a dead, stupid man-boy human with hairy arms, an unclean mouth and a soggy brain steaming in his skull.
That's how much I love thee, my sweet earthling.
You make me perform difficult tasks,
tasks that creatures beneath us might consider unpleasant.
The restraining straps aren't too tight, are they?
Now hold on, Sugarpie... we gotta go.
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