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