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