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