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