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