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