Music : Justin Trainor/Meghan Trainor/Ryan Trainor
Lyrics : Meghan Trainor/Justin Trainor/Ryan Trainor
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 on and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin
You and me for the holiday, sittin' by the fire, carolin
Don't buy me anything
Just put your hands all over me
'Cause you, I want you, yeah you, all of you
I know what you should do on this Christmas come true
(Whoa-oh)
So, baby (Baby)
You don't say maybe (Maybe)
'Cause I don't care about your money, I've been kind of lonely
I know that you want me, and baby, I want you
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 on and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin
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)
You don't say maybe (Maybe)
'Cause I don't care about your money, I've been kind of lonely
I know that you want me, and baby, I want you
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 on and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin
Oh baby
You don't say maybe (Maybe)
'Cause I don't care about your money, I've been kind of lonely
I know that you want me, and baby, I got you
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 on and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin
Baby I got you, ooh-ooh-ooh
And you're my, my angel from heaven
So go and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin