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