Sleigh Me, Jonathan Bailey (Industrial Remix)

Put me on your naughty list, Jonathan Bailey — Drop that beat and slay me gaily. Strobe lights crack, but you're all I see You're the gift that's got me on my knees. Naughty list, I'm naughty boy Come on, Johnny, I'll be your toy. Bass hits hard, sick beat's insane Bitch let me lick your candy cane! Snow falls, sweat drips, bodies collide, You hit the floor and the room divides. The elves are twerkin' in the strobes tonight My North Pole's growin' for the Sexiest Man Alive. You lean in slow, peppermint heat — I lose myself in the crush of the beat. Your Fiyero grin says we're just Dancin' through life Ya got me swoonin' hard from those Bridgerton eyes! Jingle my bells, Jonathan Bailey — Body to body, it’s getting kay-ought-ee. Like the sweat on your neck, as the lights explode — I'll let you take control and shake my snow globe! Jingle my bells, Jonathan baby — Your kiss--your touch--drivin' me crazy Bassline pumps, and I start to shout You're my Fellow Traveler--now turn me out! Slurpin' Candy cane shots dripping down your chest, You move like a sinner as you start to undress! Elves talk shit but they ain’t this blessed — Jonny you've got my North Pole so stressed. Your eyes say “closer,” your hands say “stay,” Bend me over, Johnny, spank me all day! You pull me in tight, your hand's on my clock Even the reindeer are jealous as they stop and gawk. Naughty… Naughty… Naughty… BOY— SLAY ME, SLAY ME, JONNY BAILEY — I’m your midnight special,--a Chewin' Gum baby Grind that rhythm, twist that waist — Body to body, boy, let's rock this place! SLAY ME, SLAY ME, JONATHAN BABY — Your body so hot, your smile so mazy You melt snow--make it turn to steam — I wanna taste of Bailey's Irish cream. You jingle my bells… I jingle right back. You say “be good”… As you lay me back Wrap me in tinsel — Kiss me till I glow. Whisper “Merry Christmas”… As you go… down low… Put me on your naughty list, Jonathan Bailey — Hit that beat and let's get crazy. Rudolph's nose a-glowin' and Santa's on his way Skip my house cause Jonny’s sleighing me on Christmas today. Naughty list… Naughty kiss... Naughty Johnny… Give me this. “Dear Santa… I’ve been so bad. Don’t send presents… Send Jonathan.”