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