Red, green, yellow, white...
My Dreams are of you at night...
As ice and snow chills me...
Thoughts of you warm me...
Chop, chop, watch it drop...
Walk, walk more and more...
Dragging behind a sexy behind...
I pull and I tug and stop for a hug...
Our tree is tall...
Our tree is fat...
Wow you would look good...
Only in that sexy hat...
We rush and we hurry..
Driving through a snow flurry...
You stop and you stare...
As we walk up our stair...
Mistletoe above...
I like being in love...
Our tree is tall...
Our tree is ours...
Sitting by our cozy fire..
Shadows dancing...
Wow, you do look good...
Only in that Christmas hat...
Merry Christmas my beautiful future...
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