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