Source: Horntip Collection - Half-Mind Hymnal 2011

Lyrics

Dashing through the snow, almost in the nude, Santa’s bollocks glow, how nice to be so rude. The bell at the whorehouse rings, he’s reserved a cracking tart, She always wears his picker out and climaxes with a fart.

CHORUS: Jingle Balls, Jingle Balls, shag ‘em all the way, Oh what fun it is to fuck on the eve of Christmas Day, Jingle Balls, Jingle Balls, Santa isn’t gay, Oh what fun it is to shag on a one-horse open sleigh.

Santa’s on his way, his pants are round his knees, He’s got his end away, and Rudolph isn’t pleased. Up on the whorehouse tiles, his cock begins to swell, The whore plays with his piles, and jerks him off as well.