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