Harder and harder to teach
Harder and harder to teach
I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy
Soft all over
Don't you just love mornings?
Have you met perfection?
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
No fear of the monster
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Claim your big prize
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You are an amazing specimen, miss