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