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