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