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