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