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