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