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