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