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