In this heartwarming tune, the singer expresses that love and companionship are far more valuable than materialistic gifts during the holiday season. ππ Meghan Trainor emphasizes that her partner's presence is the only present she requires, illustrating a deep emotional connection. The lyrics convey a message of contentment and happiness found in simple moments spent with loved ones, such as caroling by the fire or enjoying a family meal. This song serves as a reminder that love and togetherness are truly the essence of holidays, reinforcing that money can't buy happiness. β€οΈπ«
My Kind Of Present
Lyrics
(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 and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin'
You and me for the holiday
Sittin' by the fire, carolling
Don't buy me anything
Just put your hands all over me
'Cause you, I want you
Yeah, you, only you
I know what you should do
On this Christmas, come through
(Whoa) so baby (baby)
Yeah, don't say maybe (maybe)
'Cause I don't care 'bout your money
I been kinda 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 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)
Yeah, don't say maybe (maybe)
'Cause I don't care 'bout your money
I been kinda lonely
I know that you want me
And baby I want 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 and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin'
Oh, baby (shoo-wop, shoo-wah, shoo-wop, shoo-wah)
Yeah, don't say maybe (shoo-wop, shoo-wah, shoo-wop, shoo-wah)
'Cause I don't care 'bout your money
I been kinda lonely
And I know that you want me
And baby I got 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 and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin'
Baby I got you
Ooh
And you're my, my angel from heaven
So go and tell Santa, don't bring me nothin'
Writer(s): Justin Trainor, Meghan Trainor, Ryan Trainor
Copyright(s): Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group
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