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