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