I wake up on Christmas morningnBright and early, catch the morning glownSee the pretty flakes out the windownAll the trees are covered in snownnThen it camenMy greatest fearnCoal instead of candynIn my stocking this yearnn[Chorus]nI said please and I said thank younI made him milk and cookiesnWrote him letters, sent picturesnSanta even wrote backnFor all the bad things, I'm sorrynDon't forget about my Christmas treenI thought I was a good girlnSo why doesn't Santa like me?nLike menLike menLike mennI didn't rip my sisters dairynWhen I took it for show and tell at schoolnAnd my brother has recoverednFrom the time he took the remote controlnnSo on your good listnThere better be my namenOr else my Christmas this yearnJust won't be the samenn[Chorus]nnMy stocking fell overnAnd out poured all the goodiesnThere was candy and a cdnThe black coal was a teddynSo I stood there in amazementnAnd I named him Mr. BucklesnAnd I feel like such a good girlnNow I know that Santa likes menLikes menLikes menLikes me