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