I walk ‘long the tracks between the haves and have nots
I’ve got nothing but hope to my name
Without a name, I suppose, it’s all just as well
‘Cause it’s Christmas on the wrong side of town.

I look down at myself in my hand-me-down rags
And think of all those wrong toys stuffed in bags
And the wrong boys they wander in and out of my life
Sometimes I just wish they’d leave me alone.

I see the girls in their dresses and long flowing tresses
My gorgeous blonde hair’s been cut to my ears
I’d give my left arm for just one doll in my right
If I thought crying would help, I just might.

‘Cause it’s Christmas on the wrong side of town
And the world seems it’s so upside down
I wanna dance to the music in a red skirt and heels
But it’s Christmas on the wrong side of town.

I had to steal my nail polish and a lipstick or two
Then I had to just hide them away
‘Cause when your born to be poor in both spirit and soul
You just hope you’ll be dancing one day.

One day at a time, oh if I had a dime
For every time someone said “dear, just smile”
I’d be richer than God in His mansplaining prime
Here’s my shoes, come and walk just a mile.

‘Cause it’s Christmas on the wrong side of town
And the world seems it’s so upside down
I wanna dance to the music in a red skirt and heels
But it’s Christmas on the wrong side of town.

There’s a train rumbling down, I can feel as I walk
There’s the whistle I’d hear if I cared
Then I look over again to the girls I should be
But I live here, for now, I’ll survive.

So I step off the tracks as the train rushes past
Then find myself face to face with a girl
She’s so pretty and sweet, and those heels on her feet
Oh my dear God, that sweet girl is me!

And it was Christmas on the wrong side of town
When the world seemed to be upside down
Now I dance to the music in a red skirt and heels
No more Christmas on the wrong side of town.
No more Christmas on the wrong side of town.