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