Turn and swing
Turn and swing
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Soft all over
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Don't you just love mornings?
Claim your big prize
You came in red, you'll leave all red
I need a taste to be convinced
No fear of the monster
I have my methods, daddy
Have you met perfection?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
A match made in throat fuck heaven