Oh baby you don't say maybe. 'Cause I don't care about your money, I've been kind of lonely. And I know that you want me, and baby, I got you. You, you, you're my kind of present, yeah, you. You, you're my kind of present. You're my, you're my, my angel from Heaven. So go and tell Santa, don't bring me nothing. Baby, I got you, ooh ooh oohΒ ooh ooh. And you're my, my angel from heaven. So go and tell Santa, don't bring me nothing.
My Kind Of Present by Meghan Trainor












