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