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