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