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