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