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