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