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