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