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