Album: ...And A Happy New Year (2008)

Santa Stole My Girlfriend

It's Christmas day
I'm alone again
She's with him now
I'm with my loneliness

She ran away 4 months ago
Left with his sleigh
For the north pole

Please come back home
And leave that fat man alone

Santa, you bitch
Didn't get a damn thing from my Christmas list
All I got was this broken heart
And that's it
Santa, you bitch
Oh there's only one thing that I truly wish
I wish my old girl would've never kissed Saint Nick
Would've never kissed Saint Nick

I saw them dancing under mistletoe
Thought it was nothing but I guess I didn't know (I guess I didn't know)
That there was something going on with them
Santa, you player, I thought we were friends

Please come back home
And leave that fat man alone

Santa, you bitch
Didn't get a damn thing from my Christmas list
All I got was this broken heart
And that's it
Santa, you bitch
Oh there's only one thing that I truly wish
I wish my old girl would've never kissed Saint Nick
Would've never kissed Saint Nick

Oh Santa, you bitch
Didn't get a damn thing from my Christmas list
All I got was this broken heart
And that's it
Santa, you bitch
Oh there's only one thing that I truly wish
I wish my old girl wouldn't have never kissed...

Santa, you bitch
Didn't get a damn thing from my Christmas list
All I got was this broken heart
And that's it
Santa, you bitch
Oh there's only one thing that I truly wish
I wish my old girl wouldn't have never kissed Saint Nick