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