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