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