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