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