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