Santa Killed Our Love Lucy Loone

Boop-boop-e-doop
And don't cha kinda miss
That little bit of bliss
When a hug or kiss I gives cha
Aww, tell me
Baby, hum, hum don't cha
Ya know pretty soon
They'll be a honeymoon
And to the preacher we will go
And in a year maybe honey dear
We'll have a Boop-oopy-doop-bop boop-boopy-doop
Ain't cha kinda glad and ain't cha kinda gay
When you hear me say I loves ya
Aww, tell me baby
Boop-oopy-doop-e-doop-e-doop
Aha, won't cha

My heart is hurting
Since the day you went away
I ain’t been the same
Something went away inside
But I won’t say it died
It wasn’t enough to sustain itself
Make it to the еnd of the year
End of the yеar
Santa killed our love
I knew that we wouldn’t make it
I knew that we wouldn’t make it
I knew I knew