Trying everything and nothing in particular
Trying everything and nothing in particular
A match made in throat fuck heaven
You came in red, you'll leave all red
No fear of the monster
You are an amazing specimen, miss
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Have you met perfection?
Soft all over
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
Don't you just love mornings?
I have my methods, daddy
Look at that, how nice it slides
Good thing you like sloppy seconds