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