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