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