
Bel, you'd better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He's made his old list,
He's checked it out twice,
He's sure to find out
you've been naughty, not nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
He sees you when you're sleeping,
He knows you do so nude.
He knows that you've been bad, not good,
Oh poor Bel! You are so screwed!
Bel, you'd better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is coming to town!
You'll be over his lap,
Your bottom so bared,
Getting that spanking,
With nothing to wear.
Santa Claus is coming to town!
Your face will turn red,
So too your rear end,
Then words that you'll dread,
Of the postcard he'll send!
Santa Claus is coming to town!
''Belinda hasn't been nice,
She deserves not one toy.
Instead she'll pay a shameful price,
So please do, please do enjoy!''
Bel, you'd better watch out,
You better not cry,
You better not pout,
I'm telling you why:
Santa Claus is comin'
Santa Claus is comin'
Santa Claus is comin'
To town.

Yeah, Bel. Maria's right. You've got to do a better job of keeping those legs together. Something might actually make its way between them one day! lol
ReplyDeleteOMG! Becky! I can't believe you wrote that! I guess Maria's enlisted your support in seeing that I'm punished too.
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