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