Ginger snaps on the bus
Ginger snaps on the bus
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Claim your big prize
I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy
A match made in throat fuck heaven
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Have you met perfection?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Soft all over
Don't you just love mornings?
No fear of the monster