I don't care what list I'm on
I want to be naughty with nice,
So Santa you can skip my house
With this one word of advice.
I want to be naughty with nice,
So Santa you can skip my house
With this one word of advice.
Old patriarchal I don't need a sparkle
Or any gadgets for my part,
All I want for Christmas ...Santa
Is that girl who touched my heart.
A potpourri of sweet melody
Brings the scent of mystery in the air,
Oh that perfume as she walks in the room
Catching me all unaware.
The magic, the squall, I want it all
Just listen as I tell ya St. Kris,
I want to chase..my sweetie in lace
Merry Christmas..give the missus a kiss.
But leave me alone for I have known
Many holidays when I was adrift,
Her in a bow would set me aglow
This Christmas with her as my gift.