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