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