Verse 1 Snow’s falling softly, but you’re turning up the heat, Said you’ve got a present that I really ought to meet. You whispered it’s a “long one” and you wrapped it nice and slow— But I’ll wait ’til Christmas morning… ho ho ho Verse 2 You asked me if I’d like to help you “polish up your cane,” Said it gets a little crooked when it’s dancing in the rain. I told you I could straighten it, but only if you show— Just how to hold it properly… ho ho ho Verse 3 You rang my doorbell late and said you’re “warming up your sack,” That you’ve been carrying it all day slung heavy on your back. I said I’d lend a hand if things are moving kinda slow— I’m very good at lifting… ho ho ho Verse 4 You said your Christmas lights are tangled, shining red and green, And you need someone to “check them” till they glow just right and clean. I’ll test each little bulb for you and watch the brightness grow— A spark can change the whole night… ho ho ho Verse 5 Now we’re under mistletoe, pretending innocence is true, But every tiny gesture says you know just what you do. You say it’s all tradition, just a seasonal tableau— But somehow it feels spicier… ho ho ho
