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