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I've been thinking about just one thing Since Christmas time last year When I got off with you at the Christmas do After eight pints of beer You must have been the worst for wear 'Cause you asked me back to your crib I couldn't believe my luck 'cause I fancied you for ages And I hoped maybe you'd touch my nib I'll never forget the first time we kissed The joy, it was immeasurable Then, if you remember, you fellated my penis Which was also very pleasurable When I went to do a similiar thing to you In my guts I felt a twinge You'd been dancing all night to the DJ's tunes And I'm afraid you had disco minge As I started heading south The juices came in my mouth And have you forgiven, forgot For what I did on your front bot? I'm sorry I yakked up on your pubes SongtexteCan you give us another go? This Christmas, Miss I want to kiss you under the camel toe Now the Christmas trees are up again And the bells are decked with holly After vomiting vol-au-vents on your vag I felt a bit of a wally This year I've only had six pints I swear I've taken it easy And I've got a Tesco carrier in my pocket In case I start to feel queasy But stood there in those leggings You really look a treat I can see the outline of your outer labs And they look good enough to eat So this year I'm gonna grab ya Before the DJ's on the decks Drag you underneath the mistletoe And perform an act of oral sex This year I'm gonna try and keep my buffet down If you'll just give me another go This Christmas, Miss I want to kiss you under the camel toe I promise not to puke up on your pubic mound If you'll just give me another go This Christmas, Miss I want to kiss you under the camel toe This Christmas, Miss I want to kiss you under the camel toe Aus Songtexte Mania