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