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