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