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