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