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