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