There’s a low moon hanging over frozen roofs
Snowflakes resting in your hair
Multi-coloured lights on the trees surrounding us
And we can’t wait for Christmas Day
On the Big Wheel we freeze our asses off
Can’t feel our hands and feet at all
I pull you tight against the Winter’s night
We’re gonna need more alcohol
Take me home tonight
Take me home tonight
I am for life
Not just for Christmas
Christmas Eve
You’re walking home with me
W-W-S-D
W-W-S-D
Under the sheets we lose our winter chills
Press my neck into your lips
Read me the poems from your Christmas cards
And sink your teeth into my hips
(I am)
Home with you tonight (I am)
Home with you tonight (I am)
Home with you tonight
I am for life
Not just for Christmas
Christmas Eve
You’re walking home with me
W-W-S-D
W-W-S-D
Christmas Eve
W-W-S-D
I’m walking home with you
What would Santa do?
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