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