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