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