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