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