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