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