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