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