My wife grew up in a very poor home, with no dad, and a barely functional, mentally ill mother. She's a strong woman who never complains about the struggles she's faced in becoming successful.

But she does tell a heartbreaking story of being a young, confused kid, who truly thought she must be a bad person because Santa never brought her anything. It puts the lyrics... "He's making a list. He's checking it twice. He's gonna find out who's naughty or nice" in a different light.