Think of all the fun I've missed
Think of all the fellas that I haven't kissed
Next year I could be oh so good
If you'd check off my Christmas list
Boo doo bee doo
I just love singing this song whilst in the company of my boyfriend, my parents, and anyone else--like publicists from beauty companies and Chanel and Bottega Veneta--who should be showering me with the presents I so deserve.
Just because Wall Street and the economy are in the tubes, you should still dip that credit card--if only for little ole me.
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