it s christmas and i hate you josh weller feat paloma faith

Paloma Faith

Well, it s been so long since we first met
And the honeymoon is over I d like to forget
The night we met you lied to me
You said that you were nineteen when you were twenty-three

Well, it s cold outside but colder in here
Every year I want to leave you, I get the use I fear
Well, there s snow on the street, a star on a tree
We may be happily married but you re killing me

So Merry Christmas, babe, I think I hate you
A little bit more than last year

This year, my present to you
I m getting sick of Christmas, I m already sick of you
This year, my present to you
I m leaving you, I m leaving you, I m leaving you
You hoe, hoe, hoe

Your mother never liked me
And you ve got an Oedipus complex
Well, your father s so self-righteous
And he thinks he s Malcolm X, so

So Merry Christmas, babe, I think I hate you
A little bit more than last year

This year, my present to you
I m getting sick of Christmas, I m already sick of you
This year, my present to you
I m leaving you, I m leaving you, I m leaving you
You hoe, hoe, hoe

I hate your smile
I hate your folks
I hate our kids
I hate your clothes
I hate your kiss
I hate your spell
I hate your music taste as well

Darling, cool is not music

I hate how middle class we are
I hate your super executive car
I hate your job
You re such a nob!

Darling, it s your turn to walk the dog.
Where s the dog?

This year, my present to you
I m getting sick of Christmas, I m already sick of you
This year, my present to you
I m leaving you, I m leaving you, I m leaving you
You hoe, hoe, hoe

This year, my present to you
I m getting sick of Christmas, I m already sick of you
This year, my present to you
Get out of my life, get out of my life, get out of my life

I ain t no hoe, motherfucker
You hoe, hoe, hoe