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