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