Under the Mistletoe

It always start with a guy singing about how cold it is And then maybe something about a fire place And then he wants his sweetheart to build a snowman Or roast a turkey But it's really just a metaphor for having sex There's snowflakes falling sleepily like wishes from above So rub your nose against my nose like Eskimos (Inuits) Inuits in love Thank you There's no one here but you and me (and Miguel) There's nowhere else to go So come and stand beside me Under the mistletoe Then the sleigh bells come in And then she's like I gave away my scarf to build that snowman on the hill So wrap your arms around me just in case I catch a chill Yes that's good There's singing Christmas carols on the late night radio So may I have this dance dear Under the mistletoe It's after eleven to late to go home So let's do what that romans would do back in Rome It's too cold to go walking believe me I've tried So let's open our stockings and see what's inside I left a glass of sherry and some cookies by my fridge If you come down my chimney I'll stay up until you do Your eyes are filled with star light The streets are filled with snow The world is filled with wonder Under the mistletoe