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