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