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