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