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