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