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