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