Look at that, how nice it slides
Look at that, how nice it slides
I have my methods, daddy
Have you met perfection?
Don't you just love mornings?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
A match made in throat fuck heaven
No fear of the monster
I need a taste to be convinced
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
Soft all over
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality