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