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