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