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