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