All I Want For Christmas

Alright kids

Are you ready for me?

I know I look good

But there's always room for improvement

All I want for Christmas is my liposuction

I want some lipo honey

I want you to put it all over my body

All I want for Christmas is my cheek implants

And my chin implant

And let's see, my butt should be risen

Some parts are fake, some parts are plastic

Some even say that I'm a phony

But I've dipped into the fountain of youth and that ain't no bologna

So all I want for Christmas is my nose fixed up

Hey, I want a nose job: Rhinoplasty

All I want for Christmas is my teeth capped

I want my teeth capped and throw in an eye job while your at it

Oh yeah, honey

You know this is a day of shame

Look at these thighs

Honey, gravity is a bitch

Tell me about it

But baby, I got my secret weapon

And what's that girl?

Park Avenue plastic surgeon

All I want for Christmas is my ribs removed

I want my ribs removed, I want

I don't need 'em no more

All I want for Christmas is my cheek implants

Throw in a derma peel while your at it

Doctor, doctor, hurry please

Your needed here on the double

All the other queens, there jealous of me

And there men's gonna be in trouble

All I want for Christmas is my face lifted

I want my face lifted, I want my face snatched

All I want for Christmas is my face snatched, so I can be oh so marvelous

Oh honey, I could use it all over my body

Nah, I ain't got nothing against it

Honey I've been sucked, plucked, sinched, pinched, pulled, snatched

Baby I have had every procedure done

And as long as there's a doctor on Park Avenue, I'll be looking good

Oh yeah honey, I'm looking good

Honey let me tell you something

Miss Paul's gon' be fresh

Fresh as a daisy

Some parts are fake, some parts are plastic

Some even say that I'm a phony

But I've dipped into the fountain of youth and that ain't no bologna

All I want for Christmas is my breast implants

I want my breast implants, baby I want my breast implants

All I want for Christmas is my tummy tucked, so I can look real pur-r-r-ty

Okay, so Michelle

Do you remember your first Christmas at home?

Oh really?

What, what, what toys did you get?

Do you remember?

Well a lot of, um, toys with batteries

And um, I remember taking them into the back of the car

And playing with them for hours

And my mom come knocking on the door and said: What's all that buzzin?