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