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