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