Ebm - Bb - B - Ab Ebm - Bb - B - Bb [Verse] Ebm Bb B Ab Dear Santa, the thing is this year has been lame Ebm Bb B Bb Ebm It always seemed, I always dreamed by now I'd have someone else's last name Bb B Ab Way past grown, sleeping in a shrunken bed Ebm Bb B Bb Ebm All alone, unless you count the squatters tearing up my head PD CHORUS: Bb B Ab Tried so hard to be good all year long Ebm Bb B Bb And we are all inherently bad, Anne Frank had it wrong [Chorus] Ebm Bb B Ab Santa, oh Santa, where were you last night? Ebm Bb B Bb I asked for nothing, I even left some cookies right Ebm Bb B Ab By the open window, I don't have a chimney, just a heart of gold, you see Ebm Bb B Bb Imagine my surprise that not even santa wants cookies from me Ebm - Bb - B - Ab Ebm - Bb - B - Bb [Verse 2] Ebm Bb B Ab Dear Santa, could you use a 6 foot 1 elf? Ebm Bb B Bb I'm sick of taking stock from this widow's walk, up here searching for myself Ebm Bb B Ab Is there any way I could hop aboard your sleigh? Ebm Bb B Bb Take a holiday, leave the work to me, your red-nosed blue jay PD CHORUS: Ebm Bb B Ab When people say the joy you bring's a children's thing, does it sting? Ebm Bb B Bb 'Cause I will ring silver bells and sing you're as real as Martin Luther King [Chorus] Ebm - Bb - B - Ab Ebm - Bb - B - Bb [Verse 3] Ebm Bb B Ab Chocolate chip, oatmeal raisin, gingerbread too. Ebm Bb B Bb A full selection from my convection in little shapes of you Ebm Bb B Ab Free flowing Ho-Ho-ing's a lot for one man's jaws Ebm Bb B Bb If you're feeling brittle, I can bake a little Mrs. for your Claus [Chorus] Ebm - Bb - B - Ab Ebm - Bb - B - Bb Ebm