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