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Don't get me wrong I like the finer things I'm a glamazon But that don't mean That I'm not sentimental I like to trim the tree Sip eggnog with my family Decoration Courtesy of Henry Bendel Yeah I got nice things (yeah, yeah) Tiffany earrings (yeah, yeah) Platinum cufflinks (yeah, yeah) But my favourite thing This holiday, the best gift I got Didn't come from a box It came from your heart This holiday, the best gift I got Didn't come from a box It came from your heart Your heart, your heart It came from your heart I've got designer jeans So people think I'm bourgeoisie But that don't mean I can't hang with my people Up in Harlem world Or kickin' with my Chelsea girls Nails on point My Louboutins are lethal Yeah I got nice things (yeah, yeah) Tiffany earrings (yeah, yeah) Platinum cufflinks (yeah, yeah) But my favourite thing This holiday, the best gift I got Didn't come from a box It came from your heart This holiday, the best gift I got Didn't come from a box It came from your heart Your heart, your heart It came from your heart Your heart, your heart It came from your heart It came from your heart It came from your heart It came from your heart This holiday, the best gift I got Didn't come from a box It came from your heart This holiday, the best gift I got Didn't come from a box It came from your heart Your heart, your heart It came from your heart Your heart, your heart It came from your heart