Why deprive yourself
Why deprive yourself
Here cums santa!
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
You intend to reach my stomach?
Her holes are playground for men
Santa brought the right flavours
You said to do whatever i want
Serve her a cup of tea after
She brought the good stuff
A dick would make the picture better
Tear it and make me tear up
Why so damn perfect?
Is it according to your taste, miss?