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