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