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