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