You'Re Not Wrong For It, Daddy
You'Re Not Wrong For It, Daddy
Why so damn perfect?
Serve her a cup of tea after
You said to do whatever i want
Is it according to your taste, miss?
Tear it and make me tear up
A dick would make the picture better
She brought the good stuff
Santa brought the right flavours
Her holes are playground for men
I'll stop talking and i'll start doing
You intend to reach my stomach?
Here cums santa!