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