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