Why so mean?
Why so mean?
I have my methods, daddy
Have you met perfection?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Claim your big prize
Soft all over
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Don't you just love mornings?
No fear of the monster
I need a taste to be convinced
A match made in throat fuck heaven
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality