Lights around the tree
Mama’s whistling
Takes me back again
There’s something bout’ December
Time, take this sadness from me
Time, bring my heart back safely
Hold on to warm September
Cause life can be like December snow
If it doesn’t snow on Christmas
How will Santa get around to us?
If he breaks down on his way to town
Will they let him use a bus?
And there’s one more thing that i have discovered
And i would now like you to know
The reason for christmas i now realize
Is an excuse to tolerate snow
I’ve got to get home - Oh, baby, you’ll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat - It’s up to your knees out there
You’ve really been grand - Thrill when you touch my hand
Why don’t you see - How can you do this thing to me?
There’s bound to be talk tomorrow - Think of my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can’t stay - Get over that hold out
Ah, but it’s cold outside
Oh, baby, it’s cold outside
I’ve got my love to keep me warm.
And the northern girls, with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm at night.
Eskimo belles up in Iceland are ringing,
They’ve got their own paradise land singing…
Though it’s cold and lonely in the deep dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard light
Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone
Your demons come to light and your mind is not your own
Lonely is the night when there’s no one left to call
You feel the time is right, say the writing’s on the wall
For the words of the profits
Were written on the studio wall - concert halls
And echoes with the sound of salesmen…of salesmen…of salesmen
Sell out, with me oh yea, sell out, with me tonight
Record company’s gonna give me lots of money and
Everything’s gonna be all right
I’ve got the brains, you’ve got the looks
Let’s make lots of money
You’ve got the brawn, I’ve got the brains
Let’s make lots of money
Jenny came over and told me 'bout Brad
He’s such a hairy behemoth she said
Dumb as a box of hammers
But he’s such a handsome guy.
Jenny, I got your number
I need to make you mine
Jenny, don’t change your number
867-5309
Hey I just met you
And this is crazy
But here’s my number
So call me maybe
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) my love
You can call me any day or night
Call me
I resolve to call her up a thousand times a day
And ask her if she’ll marry me in some old fashioned way
Just an old fashioned love song
Playing on the radio
And wrapped around the music is the sound
Of someone promising they’ll never go
Invisible airwaves
Crackle with life
Bright antennae
Bristle with the energy
Emotional feedback
On a timeless wavelength
Bearing a gift beyond price
Almost free