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