Every Christmas morning, underneath the tree
Lots of lovely presents, are waiting there for me
And though I'm quite delighted, it's hard to get excited
Who needs another sweater? Hey Santa
There is something that I'd like a whole lot better!
Are you listening, Santa?
I've been a good girl this year
And there's only one thing that I want…
I want a boob job for Christmas, big old knockers out to here
It would make me proud to be endowed like the Playmate of the Year
I want a boob job for Christmas, make them big and make them wide
The only blimps as big as these say "Goodyear" on the side
Heaving hefty happy hooters
Squishy gushy g'lactic shooters
Loads of curvy cleavage on display
Woo!
Lusty busty watermelons
Each as big as Mount Saint Helens
That is what she wants this holiday
Santa, give me this one gift.
It's not my spirits that are sagging, it's my boobs that need a lift!
Oh Santa, you know this Christmas season, give me a pair of juicy jugs
And you can be the first to squeeze em!
I want a boob job for Christmas, spongy silicone balloons
Who needs a boat? I can stay afloat with my bulging chest pontoons.
Bursting beeping bouncing bozos
Wild and wiggly whopping waldos
Nestled in a cup that's Double D
Yee hoo!
Massive milky meaty mammaries
Big and 'nuff to feed two families
Santa won't you listen to her please?
(shouting): Santa, please!
I want a boob job for Christmas
And when you've done that Santa dear
If it's okay, send my way
A nose job come next year