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