Jolly Santa Fee

He's so cuddly and soft to love,
He'll gently sit us upon his knee,
He'll be happy to fill your every wish,
If you'd only listen to his plea.

He'd like you more then naughty,
No room for good girls here,
He likes to fill his list with woe,
He'll tell you, have no fear.

This jolly soul all dressed in fur,
Will ask you, what is your desire,
As he promises to fill your list
If you set his vibes on fire.

A little red nightie, black undies too,
A little black strap and handcuffs maybe,
Got to show us girls are naughty,
For that dear Santa Fee .

We'll have more then those brightl ights
 Burning hot upon the tree,
When we decide to model our gifts,
For our dear Santa Fee.

We'll make his cheeks glow so red,
No more powder blush he'll need,
We'll too fill his wish list,
With our naughty sexy greed.

We know he comes but once a year,
This jolly dear old Santa Fee,
But if we can prove we're all naughty,
He'll come more often don't you all agree.