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)