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