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