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