Candy Cane Carnage
Mrs. Claus in the workshop late at night
Candy canes all around,
she's feeling right
Sucking on that sweet stick,
tongue on the curve
Fuck the nice list,
she wants to serve (yeah)
She licks it slow,
lets it melt in her mouth
Santa's away, she's letting it all out
Misses Clause suckin' on candy canes
Tongue twisting wild, driving me insane
Fuck yeah,
she takes it deep and slow
Suckin' on candy canes,
put on a show (whoa-oh-oh)
Red velvet dress hitched up high
Candy cane juice running down her thigh
She moans and swears,
'this feels so damn good'
Working that pole
like only she could (haha)
Misses Clause suckin' on candy canes
Tongue twisting wild, driving me insane
Fuck yeah,
she takes it deep and slow
Suckin' on candy canes,
put on a show (whoa-oh-oh)
She says 'fuck Santa,
this candy's mine'
On her knees in the snow,
feeling so fine
Misses Clause suckin' on candy
canes
Tongue twisting wild, driving me insane
Fuck yeah,
she takes it deep and slow
Suckin' on candy canes,
put on a show (whoa-oh-oh)
Suckin' on candy canes...