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