Tell Me What You Want For Christmas - Chris August

I’m so excited

To open the box

It’s that time of year now

Ready or not

I slip on the red coat

I glue on the beard

I stuff in some pillows

And there’s a line outside sears

My fulltime gig is singing songs

But once a year I’ve got my side job

So come and sit on my lap

Tell me what you want for Christmas

If you were good and not bad

Tell me what you want for Christmas

A pogo stick, a princess dress

A puppy dog or a Lego set

Before the camera goes snap

Tell me what you want for Christmas

I know what you’re thinking

Saint Nick is a fraude

He can’t fit down that chimney

With that big belly he’s got

And what about Rudolph

And his shiny red nose

And how do you explain all those elfs

Making toys and clothes

You’re never too old to believe

So write up your wish and just

Bring it to me

Come and sit on my lap

And tell me what you want for Christmas

Something you’ve never had

Tell me what you want for Christmas

A giftcard to Golf Galaxy

Or maybe Anthropologie

Anything but cash

Tell me what you want for Christmas

Christmas

One time this kid said:

«That's not Santa, it’s Chris»

I said: «Well Santa gets busy this time of year

and he asked me to do this»

So come and sit on my lap

I’m doing Santa’s business

Whatcha think about that

Just tell me what you want for Christmas

A saxophone, a trampoline

That brand new Chris August CD

But you already have that

So tell me what you want for Christmas

I know what I want

I want some Chick-fil-a

I want a nice turtle neck sweater

And I want the Dallas Cowboys to win the Superbowl

And that’s all I need

And this thermos

And that’s all

Hey, there goes Rudolph

Hey, turn your nose on

Merry Christmas

I’m gonna sleep under the Christmas Tree