Standing underneath the mistletoe Your body trembling, quivers Such a creature to behold Your breasts aching to be touched The snow falls outside the window As I kiss your neck and touch your hair I've traveled many moons to be here tonight But the only moon I want is yours My lips touch slowly to your forehead You close your eyes, you know what to do Reach down farther, there you go Open wide, I have a present for you
In the firelight your teeth glistens Clenched tight, does it hurt? From behind you feel so warm Ho ho ho Such a beautiful woman, loving every moment As the temperature rises from our skin Santa Claus is cumming, baby Underneath the mistletoe
Twas the night before Christmas Dripping all through the house Even on the kitchen table Hope we didn't wake your spouse Your stockings are on the floor By the chimney I dress I must be on my way now I have deliveries to make
Wait, what was that? Did you hear that sound? He's got a knifeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
