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