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