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