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