You're not wrong for it, daddy
You're not wrong for it, daddy
A dick would make the picture better
Here cums santa!
You intend to reach my stomach?
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Santa brought the right flavours
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
You said to do whatever i want
Why so damn perfect?
Tear it and make me tear up
Serve her a cup of tea after
She brought the good stuff
Her holes are playground for men