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