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