The Christmas Song Lyrics - Singles - Beverly Jayne

Let me tell you what I 

Want for Christmas 

What I wanna find 

Under my tree 

I want a man with 

Looks to freeze my pulse 

Drivin around in a Mercedes 

Why do you look so dejected? 

Im only asking for perfection 

And I know it can happen to me 

Ive seen it on TV 

So what Im looking for 

Is a kinda Hercules 

With a sorta Bill Gates mind 

A little comedy 

And sensitivity 

With a dash of danger on the side 

Why do you look so dejected? 

Im only asking for perfection 

And I know it can happen to me 

Ive seen it on TV 

Let me tell you what I want for Easter 

What I wanna find 

All covered in chocolate 

I want a man with the body of a god 

And a soft and sensitive heart 

Why do you look so dejected? 

Im only asking for perfection 

And I know it can happen to me 

Ive seen it on TV