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