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