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