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