All the shoveling, and hustling, and bustling
And everyone will keep each other company
And all these feelings
All these signs
Will tell you that it'd soon be time to dust off your holiday cheer
Cuz it's that time of the year
It's winter time again and I hate the cold
So I'll build a fire in the fireplace
With wood that some guy sold on the side of the road
Pour a glass of hard cider and hope
My lungs won't hate me for having a smoke
But my mama will
So I guess I won't
It's that time we do things we never do on any other day of the year
You can call me a Grinch or a Scrooge but I just don't think it's fair
How all this Christmas, forgive-mas, what's-on-your-wishlist joy just fills the air
Why can't we be like this on every other day
Every other day of the year
Every other day of the year
It's that time we do things we never do on any other day of the year
You can call me a Grinch or a Scrooge but I just don't think it's fair
How all this Christmas, forgive-mas, what's-on-your-wishlist joy just fills the air
Why can't we be like this on every other day
Every other day of the year
Christmas, forgive-mas, what's-on-your-wishlist joy just fills the air
Why can't we be like this on every other day
Every other day of the year