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