Me?
A naughty one?
What?
Ah ha ha!

Now, It's the season, season for giving
And I am the reason
You spent it all today
Don't need a snow day
Just make it rain on ya
I know you want this
So be my Santa, baby
(Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)

Money and big checks
Yeah, that's what I want for Christmas
A couple of fun toys
And under the tree, some good boys
Money and big checks
Yeah, that's what I want for Christmas
A couple of fun toys
And under the tree, some good boys

Call me the greedy type
But I like what I like
So Santa, do me right
Do me right, do me right
Call me the greedy type
But I like what I like
So Santa, do me right
Do me right, do me right

Now, it's the season
I am the reason

Read your, read your, read your, read your memory
Read your, read your, read your, read your memory
Read your, read your, read your, read your memory
Your memory, your memory
Read your, read your, read your, read your memory
Read your, read your, read your, read your memory
Read your, read your, read your, read your memory
Your memory, your memory

Call me the greedy type
But I like what I like
So Santa, do me right
Do me right, do me right
Call me the greedy type
But I like what I like
So Santa, do me right
Do me right, do me right

Now, it's the season
I am the reason