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