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