Hey santa, I've dreamt about you last night
A bit blurry it was, but thought i loved the sight.
Santa, oh santa come grant my wish tonight
That golden box please, the door key's to my right.
You weirdo bearded old man that they all thought
But what a hottie santa last night I caught.
If every Christmas you'll come into my dreamie
Why won't you make each lonely night a li'l steamy.
Don't you give me that kind of grin
A boy can also run thoughts that are green.
So what are you waiting for, pull it down
You don't want to see a poor boy frown.
Oh santa, i must be a very poor boy
Inside that box put in some naughty toys.
You are a very generous man, aren't you?
I still have to, if not, collect boy toys a few.
So santa don't leave fast, please linger
I yearn for that little tickle from your finger.
My wish, my only wish grant it if you may,
We'll both stay late and get into some dirty play.