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