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