Livin' Doll - The Crossfires

Hey, Santa

Why don’t you listen to me?

Well, let me tell you about the present I want underneath my Christmas tree

Five foot five or maybe six or seven

A sweet little dream a-sent right from Heaven

Ah, Santa

I want a livin' doll

Hey, Santa

What else can I do?

Well, I’m a-writin' you this letter 'cause I’m lookin' for a girl that’s true

A-well, I can’t find a one with a heart of gold

So I lookin' for a girl made of nuts and bolts

Ah, Santa

I want a livin' doll

When I wind her up and turn the key

Will she say that she always will love me?

When her eyes start to glow with electric li-i-i-ight

Well is she programed to kiss me, to hug me, to hold me tight?

Yeah, hey, Santa

I hope that you understand

I want a do-it-yourself, put-together doll who’ll think I’m grand

Well, just a sweet little robot made of tubes and wires

With one little sparkle set my heart on fire

Ah, Santa

I want a livin' doll

Yeah, hey, Santa

I want a livin' doll

I want a livin' doll

Yeah, hey, Santa