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