| Make him the cutest boy I’ve ever seen
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| Give him two lips, like roses and clovers
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| And tell him I’ll be happy to bend over
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| Santa (Santa)
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| I’ve been so good
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| I used protection, whenever I could
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| Now that I’m down on my knees
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| Mister Santa don’t forget about me
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| Mister Santa
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| Bring me a boy (Oh boy oh boy)
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| Make him a kinky collector of toys
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| How 'bout a athlete? |
| Straight out of college?
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| Although this sounds exhausting to be honest
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| I mean, I love EDM
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| I like to party, but only with men
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| These younger guys aren’t quite on my level
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| How long must I keep chugging vodka and Red Bull?
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| Santa, I’ve started to think
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| Now that I’m older, I don’t want a twink
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| I want a man, who’s older and wiser
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| Don’t mind if he has a pocket full of Pfizers
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| Santa to tell you the truth (To tell you the truth)
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| I think I want someone like you
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| Come down my chimney if you can
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| Mister Santa is a gay man
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| Santa, all that white hair
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| You’ll be so scruffy, my own polar bear
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| I love to grab a hold of that belly
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| And make it jiggle like a bowl of KY jelly
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| Santa (Santa)
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| Jingle them balls
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| I want a Santa who’s big, black, and tall
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| I want to get inside that bag
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| Maybe Santa
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| Maybe Santa
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| Maybe Santa is a black fag |