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