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