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