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I didn't mean to do it, she was looking so damn fine We were just talking, it must have been your wine Cos then we started kissing I put my hand right up her dress I laid her under the mistletoe You can figure out the rest! And if you're wondering Why there ain't no presents in my neighbourhood It's cos I fucked Mrs. Claus, and I fucked her good! A couple days later, I got a message on the phone Saying "Come on over, cos Santa isn't home" So I drove up to the North Pole Ahe was looking like a dream I put her up on the kitchen counter I gave her my size 14! And now Santa's pissed But you know I wouldn't change it if I could Cos I fucked Mrs. Claus, and I fucked her good! One night it got a little crazy We did it right in front of the Elves They were singing "Santa Claus is coming to town" But I was coming in something else! Letras de canciones If you're wondering why that bloated bastard Never comes to Hollywood... I fucked Mrs. Claus, whoa I fucked Mrs. Claus I fucked Mrs. Claus, and I fucked her good I fucked Mrs. Claus, and I fucked her good I fucked Mrs. Claus... and I made her come! From Letras Mania