The Most Perverted X-mas Song Ever!!!
 

This is my alltime favorite x-mas tune!
It sounds like every pretty little X-mas song at first but listen carefully to the text. :1orglaugh

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Ok, Here is the song, please enjoy! http://www.bildehorer.com/Boyzvoice.mp3

BTW...
Here is the text if anyone feels like singing along :)

Boyzvoice - Let Me Be Your Father Christmas

Do you remember the time
When you realized
Father Christmas was just a lie.

How could it be true
They?ve been lying to you
and you just wanted to die

and ever since that crucial day
your Christmas-feeling has gone away
but don't be sad, have no fear,
I'll take you into Christmas-mood this year

Let me be your father Christmas tonight (tonight)
Plippety-plopp ding-dong (ding-dong merry lee-o-hi)
it feels all right
Let?s make love behind the Christmas-three
were nobody sees us
Hooray, hooray It's the birthday of Jesus

I will bring you presents
I will give you hugs
You can serve me porridge and you can serve me good
And I promise you that stars will shine
when father Christmas take you from behind

Let me be your father Christmas tonight (tonight)
Plippety-plopp
ding-dong (ding-dong merry lee-o-hi)
it feels all right
Let?s make love behind the Christmas-three
were nobody sees us
Hooray, hooray It's the birthday of Jesus

Jingle jingle ho ho
Father Christmas says hello
you know what I'd like girl
I'd like to boom you into my sack
and bring you on to my sledge
fly you all the way to the North-pole
yeah
We can build us self a huge igloo
were we can make love
and raise kids
aha
small Christmas children dressed in red
we'll have ourselves a merry merry Christmas
the whole year trough
yeah

Let me be your father Christmas tonight (tonight)
Plippety-plopp
ding-dong (ding-dong merry lee-o-hi)
it feels all right
Let?s make love behind the Christmas-three
were nobody sees us
Hooray, hooray It's the birthday of Jesus
Hooray, hooray It's the birthday of Jesus

Joy to the world,
The teacher's dead.
We barbecued her head.
What happened to the body?
We flushed it down the potty
And round and round it goes
And round and round it goes
And rou-ound, and rou-ou-ond,
And round it goes.