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