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