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