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