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