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