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