RUM PUM PUM Songtext
von Matt Rogers

Hey boy
I know what you want even if you don′t, boy
You wanna get fucked up on the dance floor Yeah
I know it's Christmas, don′t be shy, boy Grandma's not around

Saw your name on the naughty list highlighted in red
Now you're up in the club in someone else′s sweat
Open up for somebody that you don′t know
Lose your inhibitions when the drums go

RUM PUM PUM (fuck!) Shake that fat Christmas ass RUM PUM PUM (fuck!)
Let it go, hit the snow
RUM PUM PUM (fuck!)
Get it hard, send a card RUM PUM PUM (fuck)
Little drum, cum

Yeah, boy
See it in your eyes that you are mine now, boy
Don't worry that people are around, boy You won′t get in trouble

You're a good boy
And your grandmother is dead


Saw your name on the naughty list highlighted in red
Sorry to remind you that your grandmother is dead
I am sure she′s as proud of you as I am now
Little Drummer Boy 'bout to go "POW, POW"

RUM PUM PUM (fuck!) Rest in Peace
Mary Louise RUM PUM PUM (fuck!)
Grandma hug, do a drug RUM PUM PUM (fuck!)
Miss you girl! Twirl!
RUM PUM PUM (fuck) Little drum, cum

Oh! You make all your deceased relatives proud
Oh! When you toss it back, know that they′re lookin' down
Oh! You make all your deceased
Relatives proud
Oh! When you toss it back, know that they're lookin′ down

Rum pum pum
Sorry, I know you miss her Rum pum pum
I will call you an Uber Rum pum pum
Okay, I′ll call you a Lyft Rum pum pum
Consider this my gift