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