I don't want no Cadillac in my back yard   I don't need no fifty-six Les Paul guitar   I don't want no mansion house with an ocean view   All I want for Christmas is you      I don't want no Nikon I don't know how to use   And I don't need no Mediterranean cruise   I don't want no VCR, no TV too   All I want for Christmas is you      I'm talkin' 'bout you   I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you   All I want for Christmas is you      Well I hope I don't receive no case of wine   Chateau Lafitte' nineteen and fifty-nine   Dom Parignon, well maybe a glass or two   All I want for Christmas is you      I'm talkin' 'bout you   I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you   All I want for Christmas is you         I'm talkin' 'bout you, whoa!   I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you   All I want for Christmas is you      I'm talkin' 'bout you, (ah!)   I'm talkin' 'bout you, you, you   All I want for Christmas is you   All I want for Christmas is you, (yea yea yea)   All I want for Christmas is you, (hey hey yea)      (Ah yea)   (I don't want no toys)   (I don't want no books)   (You know I can't read that stuff)   (I'm gonna slide-walk down your chimney)   (Fill your stockings full of joy)   (Ah ha ha ha!)...