Lyrics: Elliott Yamin. My Kind Of Holiday. Lets Be Naughty.

Well they say he knows
Whose been naughty
Or nice
And if I have my way
Baby after tonight
We'll be one couple
He can scratch off
His list
Let's be naughty
And save Santa the trip

Such a long sleigh ride
From the North Pole
And he's already
Got so many places to go
We've got each other
Don't need another gift
Let's be naughty
Aand save Santa the trip

Well Santa's face
Would turn red
If he could only see
What we'll be unwrapping
Underneath
Our Christmas tree
Well this year
All I'm asking for
Is one little wish
Let's be naughty
And save Santa the trip

When St. Nick
Comes home early tonight
Mrs. Clause
Will surely be surprised
They'll get to snuggle
Cuddle up just like this
Let's be naughty
And save Santa the trip

Naked naughty
And save Santa the trip
Nasty naughty
And save Santa the trip
Bad, bad, bad, bad
Bad naughty
And save Santa the trip
Bad bad bad naughty
And Santa the trip

Gonna save him
The whole trip
Get some of those elves
Over here
And save Santa the trip