Paroles de Butch The Gay Santa Claus

Butch The Gay Santa Claus, filled with Christmas cheer Butch The Gay Santa Claus, his beard tickles your ear All the children at the mall wait for their surprise It's not just Rudolph's nose that's red when they sit on his thighs Oh He squeezes down your chimney, greased up with frankencense With bulging gifts for little boys leave dangling ornaments Butch The Gay Santa Claus, filled with Christmas cheer If you're very good he might come more than once this year More than once this year More than once this year