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