I wake up on Christmas morning Bright and early, catch the morning glow See the pretty flakes out the window All the trees are covered in snow
I said please and I said thank you I made him milk and cookies Wrote him letters, sent pictures For all the bad things, I'm sorry Don't forget about my Christmas tree I thought I was a good girl So why doesn't Santa like me?
I didn't rip my sisters dairy When I took it for show and tell at school And my brother has recovered From the time he took the remote control
Or else my Christmas this year
And out poured all the goodies The black coal was a teddy So I stood there in amazement And I named him Mr. Buckles And I feel like such a good girl Now I know that Santa likes me