(WTFAMP) The Christmas Song

Where are you, baby? And where is that look in your eye?
Where's my Kris Kringle? And where are you on Christmas night?

And most of all, where the fuck are my presents?

Well, you can build a snowman, and you can hang the mistletoe
But if there is nothing under my tree, baby
Well, I'm afraid you'll be alone tomorrow

Most of all, where the fuck are my presents?

Late last August, you asked me to go out with you
I wish I knew then what now I know is true
I offered you everything, the stars and the moon
Now I'm singing a different tune