Pole Queen Riot
She slips on that red silk,
ready to play Says Santa's away,
it's her holiday
Cussing under breath, 'fuck the nice list'
Grabs the pole, gives a wicked twist
The workshop's hot,
the lights are low
She knows exactly where to go
(oh yeah)
Misses Clause knows the pole,
yeah she works it right
Grinds that candy cane,
fuckin' all night
(whoa-oh-oh) She strips the season,
makes the boys scream
Misses Clause knows the pole,
livin' the wet dream
Presents unwrap,
bodies collide
She rides the rhythm,
no place to hide
Cussin' 'damn this feels so good'
Pole spins wild in her holiday mood
The elves are watchin',
but she don't care
Pole workin' magic in the air
(haha) Misses Clause knows the pole,
yeah she works it right
Grinds that candy cane,
fuckin' all night (whoa-oh-oh)
She strips the season,
makes the boys scream
Misses Clause knows the pole,
livin' the wet dream
She bends and twists,
the pole's her throne
Fuck
the frost, she's in the zone (yeah baby)
Misses Clause knows the pole,
yeah she works it right
Grinds that candy cane,
fuckin' all night (whoa-oh-oh)
She strips the season,
makes the boys scream
Misses Clause knows the pole,
livin' the wet dream
She knows the pole... (mmm)