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