Carrie Hope Fletcher - I’ve Been A Good Girl lyrics
[Carrie Hope Fletcher - I’ve Been A Good Girl lyrics]
I really want it i must have it all
Somebody gimme
I'm gonna get everything and more
I swear I need it i must have it now
Somebody buy it
'Cause this is what Christmas time is for
I'm clearing out my toy box
'Cause I know that there's gonna be
No boring books or new socks
Just a mountain of toys for me
'Cause I've been a good girl, Santa
At least I think so
Unless you were watching when I
Made Peter from next door
Eat that yellow snow
Well, Santa Claus, I only did him a favour
'Cause Pete should know that yellow snow
Isn't lemon flavour
You gotta believe me, Santa
I've been a real good girl
I really want it it's gotta be mine
I want to have more than every girl and boy
I'm making my list i'm writing this down
Dear Santa, just bring me every single toy
And I will go to bed soon
And I'll open my eyes to see
A big pile of toys in a bag
And I bet that the tag says that
They're all for me
'Cause I've been a good girl, Santa
At least I hope so
Unless you were watching me cheat
In my school exams
On the questions I don't know
But look into my eyes -
See they're getting teary
I swear next year I
Will memorize Pythagoras's theory
You gotta forgive me, Santa
I've been a real good girl
I might not be the best kid in the cafeteria
I might not be the nicest girl in school
What if I don't fit the
Nice List strict criteria?
God, there must be something I can do!
Wait - I know geeks with nice bright futures
Goody-two-shoe Nice List losers
If I could only get them on their own
Then I could edit Santa's letters
Have him redirect their presents
Get them all delivered to my home, my home!
The presents I got last year
Are dusty, worn and broken
And underneath my bed are things
I didn't even open
The Christmas tree looks bare to me
I want more decorations
I want my presents to exceed
The highest of my expectations
Like last year times by four
Covering every inch of the floor
Every toy on the planet and then one more
I'm praying you hear this
You gotta believe me, Santa
You have to forgive me, Santa
Are you flying to see me, Santa?
What will you bring me, Santa?
I've been a real good girl
Somebody gimme
I'm gonna get everything and more
I swear I need it i must have it now
Somebody buy it
'Cause this is what Christmas time is for
I'm clearing out my toy box
'Cause I know that there's gonna be
No boring books or new socks
Just a mountain of toys for me
'Cause I've been a good girl, Santa
At least I think so
Unless you were watching when I
Made Peter from next door
Eat that yellow snow
Well, Santa Claus, I only did him a favour
'Cause Pete should know that yellow snow
Isn't lemon flavour
You gotta believe me, Santa
I've been a real good girl
I really want it it's gotta be mine
I want to have more than every girl and boy
I'm making my list i'm writing this down
Dear Santa, just bring me every single toy
And I will go to bed soon
And I'll open my eyes to see
A big pile of toys in a bag
And I bet that the tag says that
They're all for me
'Cause I've been a good girl, Santa
At least I hope so
Unless you were watching me cheat
In my school exams
On the questions I don't know
But look into my eyes -
See they're getting teary
I swear next year I
Will memorize Pythagoras's theory
You gotta forgive me, Santa
I've been a real good girl
I might not be the best kid in the cafeteria
I might not be the nicest girl in school
What if I don't fit the
Nice List strict criteria?
God, there must be something I can do!
Wait - I know geeks with nice bright futures
Goody-two-shoe Nice List losers
If I could only get them on their own
Then I could edit Santa's letters
Have him redirect their presents
Get them all delivered to my home, my home!
The presents I got last year
Are dusty, worn and broken
And underneath my bed are things
I didn't even open
The Christmas tree looks bare to me
I want more decorations
I want my presents to exceed
The highest of my expectations
Like last year times by four
Covering every inch of the floor
Every toy on the planet and then one more
I'm praying you hear this
You gotta believe me, Santa
You have to forgive me, Santa
Are you flying to see me, Santa?
What will you bring me, Santa?
I've been a real good girl