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