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