If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry And don't you know his ho ho ho will be A sad, sad sigh So baby, come home to me If you don't wanna see Santa
A sad sad sigh So baby come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry So baby come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry
Traducción: Jackson, Alan. Se você não quer ver o Papai Noel Cry.
sad sad sigh So baby come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry So baby come back to me If you don't wanna see Santa Claus cry
gon' get paid off what you know If you don't know shit, then you can't work for me 'Cause you read your first book in the penitentiary If you don't wanna
won't talk to me, my friends wont' see me My girl now hates me, and she don't wanna marry me 'Cause when this all dawned on me It wasn't a rhyme it was
stuff ain't real! No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face You gotta look some other place
STUFF AIN'T REAL" No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face You gotta look some other place
' get paid off what you know If you don't know shit, then you can't work for me Cause you read your first book in the penitentiary [Chorus - X2] If you don't wanna
get paid off what you know If you don't know shit, then you can't work for me Cause you read your first book in the penitentiary [Chorus - X2] If you don't wanna