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