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