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