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