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