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