We Started Without You
We Started Without You
Here cums santa!
You intend to reach my stomach?
Tear it and make me tear up
Serve her a cup of tea after
Santa brought the right flavours
A dick would make the picture better
Why so damn perfect?
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Her holes are playground for men
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
She brought the good stuff
You said to do whatever i want