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