Journal de bord

Fist Me This Christmas.

Une production Goodie Bag. [Via Luc.]

(Ce chant de Noël dédié à quelqu’un, il se reconnaîtra…)

Chantez avec moi :

It’s Christmas time,
And all through town
The people run around.
Buying lots of pretty things they’ll throw away,
But darling you’ve
No need to prove
Your love with gifts and trinkets.
You can show me that you care another way.

(Chorus)
Just fist me. This Christmas,
Do me underneath the Christmas tree!
Leave the gifts, just bring the Crisco,
Cause Christmas means fisting to me!

I don’t need decorations or expensive celebrations,
Or a never-ending spending spree,
Cause let me tell you mister,
The gift I can’t resist is
when your buried to your wrist in me!

(Chorus)

Now the snow is falling,
And the relatives are calling,
But we’re letting it ring,
And ring, and ring…
Singin’ Glory Hole-a-leuia,
A very merry to ya,
We’ll be swinging in the christmas sling!

Cause Christmas means fisting to me! [x3]

[Ce billet n’est pas sponsorisé par Crisco™.]