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