Maybe Santa, you're a witch An emblem of our social glitch You serve us well We ring our bells But a wholesome bitch just doesn't sell So well
I saw santa she's a witch She cuts through clouds on her broom stick While bloated men Decorate our lawns See a sullen bitch just doesn't sell So well
Baby's got a new spell Singing out her noels Hope this year treats you well All the kids sing and sway Eyes squint, sun in their way Tinsel sticks to their face (I've known peacе like that)
I saw santa, she's a witch All the mеn laughed 'till they were stitched Ha ha ha Ho ho ho You're just a bitch You cannot sell so well
Baby's got a new spell Singing out her noels Hope this year treats you well All the kids sing and sway Eyes squint, sun in their way Tinsel sticks to their face (I've known peace like that)
Baby's got a new spell Singing out her noels Hope this year treats you well All the kids sing and sway Eyes squint, sun in their way Tinsel sticks to their face (I've known peace like that)
Gonna be a good girl about it 'cause the sun doesn't dawn past the day Gonna be a good girl about it 'cause the sun doesn't dawn past the day Gonna be a good girl about it Gonna be a good girl about it Gonna be a good girl about it A good girl about it A good girl about it I know Santa, she's a witchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
