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