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