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