Gloria

As Santa came and went The whole year I had spent Writing a letter In hope I would get her When returned to sender My package never came The only men to blame Were Santa himself or maybe an elf Who wasn't on his game I lie in bed awake I turn and I toss As I anticipate Old Saint Nicholas He brings me what I want I tell him what I need The only thing this year Is the girl of my dreams I tried to write out But my mind was a blur The page drew a blank And on it was only her She showed up in a world The perfect Christmas girl And wrapped in a sweater She looked even better Way better than ever I lie in bed awake I turn and I toss As I anticipate Old Saint Nicholas He brings me what I want I tell him what I need The only thing this year Is the girl of my dreams Gloria The girl I want for Christmas (is you)