Mama, ooohhh,
It’s a lonely, lonely Christmas…
And Santa, oh Santa Santa Santa,
Place my gifts just at my door,
Hope you don’t see ME lying on the floor
Eating this piece of trash.
Give me, oh give me this simple Santa
This gift… this simple robe for me,
To clothe myself of the winter cries
Of the loneliness outside.
Oh Santa, Oh Santa,
Give me someone to love,
Not Christ’s soul above,
But Santa, just give me
Someone to Love.
It's a blues song I composed. I know it sucks. It's not poetic. But hell, I couldn't care one bit. But can you stop me? I'm just lonely. Just very lonely...
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