| Little boys and girls fingers get frozen
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| As the New Year’s night coming closer
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| T-s-s-s! |
| They are still happy and fine
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| Cuz they dunno yet who’ll be their Merry Santa this time!
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| «Tell us! |
| Tell us!» |
| — Your Santa’s nasty and hot
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| She’s gonna come to your house when she’s through with her pot
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| «Hey, Santa, it’s time to get to the car!»
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| «Wait ‘till I’m shaved, dork, Warm up your choo-choo so far!
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| Where’s my bra? |
| And my holiday pants?
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| Fuck! |
| Here they are!
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| Up to the midnight I should be a star, you see —
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| I gotta get dressed and be ready, a-ha! |
| Ah?
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| No chupa-chups, no chocolate, no toys —
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| Phallus for ladies and „Hustler“ for boys!»
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| «What? |
| Who’s gonna let you in?»
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| «Open the door, cuz the party begins!»
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| On N.Y. Eve I will come to you, bum!
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| Yo, baby-killa, don’t drink like a fish,
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| Don’t make me nervous, just make a wish!
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| On N.Y. Eve would you mime my new rhyme? |
| «A-ha!»
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| Take it easy and shake your body
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| Get your friends to the dance, yo!
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| Frosty blushed grills, eyes are beaming
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| Snow-balls, snow-buns, snow-tits trimming
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| Why the fuck I have this bad reputation?
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| Fuck that! |
| I’m heading to the next destination
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| Knock-knock-«Who's that?"-knock-knock-«Guess who!
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| Idiot! |
| It’s Santa came to visit you!
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| Yo, 20-years' oldster didn’t know I’m true,
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| I’m tired and I’m hungry! |
| Boo-hoo!
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| Get your homey’s face outa my salad
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| You have a nice place full of callow fellows
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| Get me a Champaign with a splash of peach juice!
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| Hey, everybody, yo, listen to my good news:
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| No chupa-chups, no chocolate, no toys —
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| Phallus for ladies and «Hustler» for boys!
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| Don’t be that dragging, isn’t it racing?
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| Do as I do — get funky and messy!
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| On N.Y. Eve I will come to you, bum!
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| Yo, baby-killa, don’t drink like a fish,
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| Don’t make me nervous, just make a wish!
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| On N.Y. Eve would you mime my new rhyme? |
| «A-ha!»
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| Take it easy and shake your body Get your friends to the dance, yo!
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| Children:
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| «Hey, it’s not yours, look, it’s written here: «For little Tommy Johns», right?
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| «Yea, you are right, but you are too young to listen to such cheesy crap,
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| so give it to me and go nap-nap, buddy!» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song N.Y. Hairy Tale , by - Stereoliza. Song from the album X-Amine Your Zippa, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп