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