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