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