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