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