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