If you were a wise man, baby, you would drop
Every other ho, ho, ho and put me on top
Up there on your tree, better treat me like a star
Spend your cookie dough, dough, dough, spend it on my heart
Fuck the jet, send the sleigh
It's a packed holiday, and I got options, babe (Aah)
If you don't wanna buy me presents, drink me like a warm glass of milk
If you're not gonna race here from the North Pole to Beverly Hills
Just to keep my stocking filled
Well, I know somebody who will
(Somebody who will, uh-huh, somebody who will, somebody who will)
(Buy me presents, baby)
He's a little bit older (Like super old)
Got a bit of a dad bod
From a city that's colder (Brr)
But damn' it, he's so hot
He knows when I'm sleepin' (Sleepin')
And he knows when I'm no-ot
Haven't like seen him in a while
He's probably just busy at his workshop
Fuck the jet (Fuck the jet), send the sleigh (Send the sleigh)
It's a packed holiday, and I got options, babe (No, ooh)
If you don't wanna buy me presents, drink me like a warm glass of milk (Ooh)
If you're not gonna (Not gonna) race here from the North Pole to Beverly Hills (Beverly Hills)
Just to keep my stocking filled (So filled)
Well, I know somebody who will (Somebody who wiil)
(Somebody who will, somebody who will, somebody who will)
(Buy me presents, baby)
If you don't wanna buy me presents, drink me like a warm glass of milk (Drink me like a warm glass of milk)
If you're not gonna (Ooh) race here from the North Pole to Beverly Hills
Just to keep my stocking filled (Ooh, ooh)
Oh, I know somebody who will
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