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