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