Hey Santa. I wasn’t naughty all year long, I was mostly really nice. Didn’t kick the dog much, or give my brother lice. So don’t bring me no red rubber ball, Don’t want no Game Boy at all, I want a gun, for Christmas. Listen to me Santa, I ain’t playing around. Got Mrs Clause right by my side, she is gagged and bound. If you want to see her again, better leave me a brand new Mag 10, I want a gun, for Christmas.