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