The boy who cried step
The boy who cried step
You intend to reach my stomach?
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Why so damn perfect?
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
You said to do whatever i want
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
Her holes are playground for men
She brought the good stuff
Here cums santa!