All I Want For Christmas Is You
I don't want no Cadillac in my back yard
I don't need no fifty-six Les Paul guitar
I don't want no mansion house with an ocean view
All I want for Christmas is you
I don't want no Nikon I don't know how to use
And I don't need no Mediterranean cruise
I don't want no VCR, no TV too
All I want for Christmas is you
I'm talkin' 'bout you
I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you
All I want for Christmas is you
Well I hope I don't receive no case of wine
Chateau Lafitte' nineteen and fifty-nine
Dom Parignon, well maybe a glass or two
All I want for Christmas is you
I'm talkin' 'bout you
I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you
All I want for Christmas is you
I'm talkin' 'bout you, whoa!
I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you
All I want for Christmas is you
I'm talkin' 'bout you, (ah!)
I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you
All I want for Christmas is you
All I want for Christmas is you, (yea yea yea)
All I want for Christmas is you, (hey hey yea)
(Ah yea)
(I don't want no toys)
(I don't want no books)
(You know I can't read that stuff)
(I'm gonna slide-walk down your chimney)
(Fill your stockings full of joy)
(Ah ha ha ha!)...
I don't need no fifty-six Les Paul guitar
I don't want no mansion house with an ocean view
All I want for Christmas is you
I don't want no Nikon I don't know how to use
And I don't need no Mediterranean cruise
I don't want no VCR, no TV too
All I want for Christmas is you
I'm talkin' 'bout you
I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you
All I want for Christmas is you
Well I hope I don't receive no case of wine
Chateau Lafitte' nineteen and fifty-nine
Dom Parignon, well maybe a glass or two
All I want for Christmas is you
I'm talkin' 'bout you
I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you
All I want for Christmas is you
I'm talkin' 'bout you, whoa!
I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you
All I want for Christmas is you
I'm talkin' 'bout you, (ah!)
I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you
All I want for Christmas is you
All I want for Christmas is you, (yea yea yea)
All I want for Christmas is you, (hey hey yea)
(Ah yea)
(I don't want no toys)
(I don't want no books)
(You know I can't read that stuff)
(I'm gonna slide-walk down your chimney)
(Fill your stockings full of joy)
(Ah ha ha ha!)...
Credits
Writer(s): Howard Russell Smith, Steve Dean
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