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Meghan Trainor

My Kind Of Present

 

My Kind Of Present

(альбом: A Very Trainor Christmas - 2020)


(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

You and me for the holiday
Sitting by the fire, caroling
Don't buy me anything
Just put your hands all over me
'Cause you, I want you
Yeah you, only you
I know what you should do
On this Christmas, come through

(Whoa) So baby (baby)
Yeah don't say maybe (maybe)
'Cause I don't care 'bout your money
I been kinda lonely
I know that you want me
And baby I want 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

My family adores you
They cooked extra for you
This party can't start without you
'Cause you bring them good vibes
Stay with me all night

I know what you should do
For this Christmas, come through
(Whoa)
So baby (baby)
Yeah don't say maybe (maybe)
'Cause I don't care 'bout your money
I been kinda lonely
I know that you want me
And baby I want 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

Oh baby (baby) (shoo wop shoo wah, shoo wop shoo wah)
Yeah don't say maybe (maybe)
(Shoo wop shoo wah, shoo wop shoo wah)
'Cause I don't care 'bout your money
I been kinda lonely
And I know that you want me
And baby I got 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
Oooh
And you're my, my angel from Heaven
So go and tell Santa, don't bring me nothing

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