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