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