(Sung to the tune of Santa Claus is Coming To Town)
You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You’re gonna go dry,
I’m telling you why,
Santa’s whore is coming to town.
She’s making a fist,
She’s stroking you twice,
She’s grabbing your balls,
And checking for lice,
Santa’s whore is coming to town.
She blows you when you’re flaccid,
She mounts you when you’re stiff,
She doesn’t care if your bad or good,
She’ll make you take a whiff.
Oh you better watch out,
She’ll sit on your face,
When your cock slides out,
She’ll put your tongue in its place,
Santa’s whore is coming to town.
With her there is no sleeping,
She’ll always get you hard,
She might cost a month’s salary,
But she does take Master Card.
You better watch out,
You better not cry,
You’re gonna go dry,
I’m telling you why,
Santa’s whore is coming to town.