Santa Bring My Baby Back

I just think my favorite songs Wanna run and start a song In my dreams Santa brings my baby back to The Christmas tree is really The candles are a bloke With my lady far away My goodness, there's a joke Oh, Santa, in my dreams Santa brings my baby back to me The things meant those rainers are red

But time is growing near It's show won't seem like Christmas Huh, my babies remember I'll fear my sorrow candy No rhyming, shopping at all You won't make me happy I'm hungry with your one son Here I'll be Santa break my baby back to me I think you speak those reindeer Hold the tongue this joyfully

What if your won't seem like Christmas? Oh, it's more glivest hills I don't feel my side of the candy No pride and shine to talk If you wanna make me happy I will bring my heart with joy Then serve a hero my queen And serve a brave my queen And back to you

So in the rain But, just hear those sleigh bells jingling, Gring-ting-tingling-ting