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