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