Gloria (Hawk Nelson)

Santa came and went The whole year I have spent Writing a letter and hoped I would get her with Return to Sender My package never came The only man to blame is 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 try 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 whirl The perfect Christmas girl Wrapped in sweater, she looked even better Well, 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 Glo-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oria The girl I want for Christmas Glo-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oria The girl I want for Christmas this year Is you Is you (la-la-la-la-la) (from the top, man)