it used to be It ain't Christmas If I sit at home without you So hard to, if I had a thing to say It ain't Christmas If I sit at home without you I
ain't no Santa Claus Eric wants a glove, he tears into a box His eyes are wide with wonder, I sit back and watch Who says there ain't no Santa Claus
way it used to be It ain't Christmas If I sit at home without you So hard to, if I had a thing to say It ain't Christmas If I sit at home without you
share I guess there ain't no Santa Clause I don't flirt, I don't dance cause I don't get a chance I guess there ain't no Santa Clause Jingle Bells
ain?t no Santa Claus Eric wants a glove, he tears into a box His eyes are wide with wonder, I sit back and watch Who says there ain?t no Santa Claus
's on I ain't gonna turn back, it's a rap Stop, take a look, left and right Is it clear for me to go? Let me know Is it me that you've been waitin' for
on that red suit and make him appear This Christmas cheer just ain't the same without my baby Come on, oh Kris Kringle, send me help They say it's unrealistic
I would be the host of everyday Christmas. Give Travie a wish list. I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt. And adopt a bunch of babies who ain't
I would be the host of Everyday Christmas, give Travie your wish list I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't
host of, everyday Christmas Give Travie a wish list I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had sh-t
host of, everyday Christmas give Artie a wish list I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt and adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had sh-t
of, everyday Christmas, give Travie the wish list. I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt, And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had sh-t