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