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