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