Imagine a cold night in a warm local bar,
Out of boredom you are drinking some beer,
Then you notice a dimmed light shining on some shiny blonde hair,
It's her, with her flying deer.
You were thrilled and shocked when your eyes met,
the distance dissapaired and after you introduced yourself you said,
I'd like to go to bed,
with you.
you wished.
Rudolph would be jealous at her flying deer,
dancing through her mouth, playing with her tongue,
Santa takes good care,
But Rudolph would be jealous at that flying deer,
like your beer.
"Dear" you really said,and you started to talk,
you spilled some beer, and ordered her a flying deer,
you two discuss your favourite football club,
in that warm local pub.
Rudolph would be jealous at her flying deer,
dancing through her mouth, playing with her tongue,
Santaclaus takes good care,
But Rudolph would be jealous at that flying deer,
like your beer.;
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You tab this song on a beer felt,
put in in the pocket of her whory jacket,
write your number on it...
but probably she'll never call back
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After being drowned in her eyes and your resucrection,
(you don't like to be dead, do you?)
get rid of your erection, and was able to pay her real attention,
you found out that she has a story to tell,
but she never told you and dissapeared in the cold night
staying hot by making love to her flying deer.
Rudolph would be jealous at her flying deer,
dancing through her mouth, playing with her tongue,
Santa takes good care,
But Rudolph would be jealous at that flying deer,
like your beer.