Booty, Cakes & Loud Flames
Misses Clause in the red suit tight
Swaying hips under the mistletoe light
She got that naughty list and a wicked
grin
Whispering secrets where the good boys sin
(c'mon baby)
She says come here boy don't be shy
I've got treats that will make you fly
(yeah yeah)
Misses Clause has cakes for booty
Cupcakes for tits and a whole lot more Misses Clause has cakes
for booty
Come unwrap me on the floor (whoa-oh-oh)
Red lips smiling as she pulls me close
Hands exploring what Santa don't know
Booty shaking like a holiday treat
Tits like cupcakes begging for a feast (fuck yeah)
Misses Clause has cakes for
booty
Cupcakes for tits and a whole lot more
Misses Clause has cakes for
booty
Come unwrap me on the floor (whoa-oh-oh)
Misses Clause has cakes for
booty
Cupcakes for tits and a whole lot more
Misses Clause has cakes for booty
Come unwrap me on the floor (whoa-oh-oh) (hahaha)