Any task, every task
Any task, every task
Have you met perfection?
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
I have my methods, daddy
I need a taste to be convinced
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
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No fear of the monster
Soft all over
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Don't you just love mornings?