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