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)