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