All the lights are coming on, now.
How I wish that it would snow, now.
I dont feel like going home, now.
I wish that I could stay.
All the trees are on display, now.
And its c- o- l- d, now.
I dont feel like going home, now.
I wish that I could stay.
I wish that I could walk,
I wish that I could walk,
you home.
(repeat 1st. verse)
Santas coming to town
With sequins in his hair.
Santas coming to town
With sequins in his hair.