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