the night wind to the little lambDo you see

I amOne flip flop and a farmer's tanFloatin' 'round

the back of a quarterI found on the floorboardIt's

Have yourself a merry little ChristmasLet your heart be lightFrom now

Chestnuts roasting on an open fireJack Frost nipping at your noseYule-tide

First Noel the angel did sayWas to certain poor

Sleigh bells ring, are you listeningIn the lane, snow is glisteningA

first you gotta learn how not to listenWhen she

Mississippi, two MississippiCounting down the secondsStanding in the wreckage of

work down at Ashbury HillMinimum wage, but it pays

to Paris, home of the TigersState champs '63Gospel singing

I bum a light from you baby?If you let

1: Sofía Reyes & Brett me puedo quedarBut, baby,

me a glass of somethin' specialI'm in the mood to

wrapped in holly and lightsEvergreen candle, cinnamon spiceYou 'neath

think I'll start my mornin' with SinatraAnd let those

(Charlie Puth, Sofia Reyes)I'm only one call awayI'll be there to

Hear the wind chimes, see the moonshineCane poles by the lakeAlways

was walkin' in Chicago by a Wrigleyville barCaught a

been sippin' this cold cold liquorCelebratin' every minute