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