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