She doesn't need to be asked
She doesn't need to be asked
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
No fear of the monster
Have you met perfection?
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I need a taste to be convinced
Don't you just love mornings?
Claim your big prize
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Soft all over
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?