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