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