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