Dear Santa, I'm writing you a letter, I'm sure you've got it all figured out. Things haven't been easy Between me and you, I guess that there are things that you can't undo Maybe I was naughty once but now I'm nice! (Boy you made the list, you know I checked it twice. Well guess what, You're still on it. Haaha) And I feel it in my bones And I feel it in my bones Nights have been restless, Pillows and sheets. Bet you got it all figured out. Sweat like a snowman Out in the sun, Dreaming that there ain't nowhere to run to, baby Nowhere to hide. Hey, Kringle! You mean to say when you were young you never got wild Kid, don't you get it, I'm gonna make an example out of you For every mother's child And I feel it in my bones And I feel it in my bones Silver bells and reigns Tinsel, holly. What happened to the rose red cheeks, Chimney, big bag presents and all, Fat and jolly, Tinsel holly. And I feel it in my bones And I feel it in my bones And I feel it in my bones And I feel it in my bones