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