In my letter to Santa
I told him I'd be waiting
Naked by the Christmas tree
Wrapped in a shiny ribbon
My gift that he'll be given
How very naughty of me
Oh, wouldn't you like to know
What's underneath the bow?
Look up, did you notice
We're standing under the mistletoe?
And if you're a good boy
I'll give you a big ole kiss
Where the cold snow doesn't blow
Oh, wouldn't you like to know
What's underneath the bow?
You better not have brought me
A lump of black coal
For a nice shiny toy
I'll give you a big ole kiss
That'll warm your North Pole
In my letter to Santa
I told him I'd be waiting
Naked by the Christmas tree
With no milk, but a cookie
That's code for a 'lil nookie
How very naughty of me
Look around my halls
Decked with boughs of holly
And you brought your jingle balls
Oh my oh gosh oh golly
You certainly are a jolly fellow
I really wish you wouldn't go
Ho oh OH
OH, Santa!
Your beard is kind of tickly
Do you really have to be off so damn quickly?
Ho oh OH
OH, SANTA!
Can't the other little girls and boys wait?
Guess it'll have to do
Hope it was good for you
Same time, next year
It's a date!
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