It was that time of year
Looking for that perfect gift for you
Have you been a good girl
Or a naughty one boo?
In the wake of the day,
What will he get her?
A big lump of coal,
Or that nice little sweater?
Drove through the city
Looking at lights from afar.
Thinking bout what's to come
With her gift in the car
She walked in the house
And with the tree in front of us
He knew right there
It was an Oficial Christmas