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