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