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