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