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