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