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Had a crush on Santa |
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Since I was 9 years old |
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But oh Santa |
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Why do you go? |
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Once a year you come visit me |
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Eat my cookies, leave presents the same old routine |
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But now Santa I want something more |
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No presents all that this girl's askin' for |
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Santa sleep with me tonight |
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I read these words in her diary |
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An invasion of my girlfriend's privacy |
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I shouldn't have but I'm glad I did |
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Wonder what does she see in him |
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A big old tub of jelly |
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With a double chin |
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He's older than my grandmother |
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Indeed this fetish is really bizarre |
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Sexual attraction for this holiday star |
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I gotta plan that you wouldn't believe |
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But I've gotta act like it's Christmas eve |
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Santa's suit is what I will get |
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And give my girlfriend a night |
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That she'll never forget |
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And neither will I |
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Went through my closet and found a red robe |
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Made a beard out of cotton |
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Stuffed my shirt with pillows |
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And drove to my girl's house |
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I slipped down the chimney and to my dismay |
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Saw Santa and my girl in red lingerie |
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And in between all the moans and groans |
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I heard her say oh Santa, oh Santa |
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She said Santa I miss you, I love you |
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I wish you would stay home forever with me |
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Santa I knew you were coming to town |
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But tonight you are coming in me |
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Santa, get off of my girlfriend |
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Get off of my girlfriend |
