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