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