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