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