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