They told me I was lucky To have my chance with you Now last years summer romance Is this year’s winter blues I treated you so nicely, To jewellery and champagne, But you left me empty handed, yeah, You left me feeling plain
Now oh! You’re happy with your self Cause I’m not laughing Don’t you think it’s kind of Crappy what you did this holiday? When I gave you my heart You ripped it apart Like wrapping paper trash So I wrote you a song Hope that you sing along and it goes, Merry Christmas, kiss my ass
They say I’m losing my mind I thought that for a while I teared down decorations They remind me of your smile I hate that mistletoe It makes me think of our first kiss You bit my lip, you pulled me close And then you taught me how to quit
Now, oh! You’re happy with your self Cause I’m not laughing Don’t you think it’s kind of Crappy what you did this holiday? When I gave you my heart You ripped it apart Like wrapping paper trash So I wrote you a song Hope that you sing along and it goes Merry Christmas, kiss my ass
Some say I calling you up telephone me Now fuck you girl I’m going out I gave you my all but I love you more now Im jingle belling and every ones yelling Now true to the bush lets down? I think that’s just what Christmas is all about
And I ho, hope you’re happy with your self Cause I’m not laughing Don’t you think it’s so damn Trashy what you did this holiday? I gave you my heart You ripped it apart Like the wrapping paper trash So I wrote you a song Hope that you sing along and here it goes, Merry Christmas, bitch, kiss my ass