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