I wake up on Christmas morning

Bright and early to catch the morning glow

See the pretty flakes out the window

All the trees are covered in snow



And the it came

My greatest fear

Coal instead of candy in my stocking this year



I said please and I said thank you

I made him milk and cookies

wrote him letters

sent pictures

Santa even wrote back

For all the bad things I'm sorry

Don't forget about my chrismas tree

I thought I was a good girl

So why doesn't santa like me

Like me (X3)



I didn't rip my sister's diary

When I took it for show and tell at school

And my brother has recovered

For every time he took the romote control



So on your good list

There better be my name

or else my Christmas this year just won't be the same



I said please and I said thank you

I made him milk and cookies

Wrote him letters

Sent pictures

And Santa even wrote back

For all the bad things I'm sorry

Don't forget about my Christmas tree

I thought I was I was a good girl

So why doesn't Santa like me

Like me (X3)



The stocking fell over

and out poured all the goodies

there was candy and a CD

my black coal was a teddy,

so I stood there in amazment

and I named him Mr. Buckles

and I felt like such a good girl

now I know that Santa likes me

Likes me (X3)