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