Pole Slide Riot
Mrs. Claus sneaks out at night
Down the chimney she comes with delight
Says she's tired of that old fat man
Wants a real pole to slide her hands (fuck yeah)
She whispers naughty
in my ear
Wants it rough this time of year (oh shit)
Misses Clause slides in my pole
Down she goes she loses control
Fuck the North Pole give me that heat
Ride it baby make it sweet (yeah!)
She got that red suit on the floor
Begging for more and more
Candy cane
in her mouth
Screaming loud as she rides south (damn girl)
Tinsel falling from her hair
Santa won't know she don't care (holy fuck)
Misses Clause slides in my pole
Down she goes she loses control
Fuck the North Pole give me that heat
Ride it baby make it sweet (whoa!)
She says merry Christmas to me
As she grinds down on my tree (come on baby)
Misses Clause slides in my pole
Down she goes she loses control
Fuck the North Pole give me that heat
Ride it baby
make it sweet (yeah fuck yeah!)
(fade out with moans)