I wake up on Christmas morning
Bright and early to catch the morning glow
See the pretty flakes out the window
All the trees are covered in snow

And the it came
My greatest fear
Coal instead of candy in my stocking this year

I said please and I said thank you
I made him milk and cookies
wrote him letters
sent pictures
Santa even wrote back
For all the bad things I'm sorry
Don't forget about my chrismas tree
I thought I was a good girl
So why doesn't santa like me
Like me (X3)

I didn't rip my sister's diary
When I took it for show and tell at school
And my brother has recovered
For every time he took the romote control

So on your good list
There better be my name
or else my Christmas this year just won't be the same

I said please and I said thank you
I made him milk and cookies
Wrote him letters
Sent pictures
And Santa even wrote back
For all the bad things I'm sorry
Don't forget about my Christmas tree
I thought I was I was a good girl
So why doesn't Santa like me
Like me (X3)

The stocking fell over
and out poured all the goodies
there was candy and a CD
my black coal was a teddy,
so I stood there in amazment
and I named him Mr. Buckles
and I felt like such a good girl
now I know that Santa likes me
Likes me (X3)