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