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