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