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Baby, It's Christmas Time
by David Gillespie
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Streetlights and a serenade
Santa Claus is coming back to town so boy you best behave
Finish my last cigarette
Think about the night, think about your smile, about what he said
Slipping my favorite shoes
Sliding on the ice, making my way to you
City looking like a movie scene
Yellow cabs parked by the park, done for the night it seems
I reach for my phone
That's when I see your message saying babe my flight, I might not make it home
But I left you some...
Cocaine, whiskey and red wine
Baby it's Christmas time
In New York, tonight is all mine
But baby it's Christmas time
Now we got a new plan
Boys shooting pool down at the bar, guess we'll go and make a stand
Dealer comes for the give and take
A line and a wandering eye are never far away
And old lovers can't help but come to mind
When the whiskey mixes in with Christmas, hey man I'll get it on the rocks this time
Oh cocaine, whiskey and red wine
Baby it's Christmas time
In New York, I'll see you again sometime
Well baby it's Christmas time
And then it's last call at the bar
For the last hour I've been thinking hard
That maybe I should get up out this place
This year you're getting better than my mistakes
Man my head talks too much
But my heart won't say enough
'Til I see my baby calling on the phone
Saying boy I made it, you coming home?
Cocaine, whiskey and red wine
Baby it's Christmas time
In New York, the light in my baby's eyes
Tell me it's Christmas time
And it's cabs by the park
Girls after dark
Boys in the bars
Breaking every heart
Every year I find
A different state of mind
But damn, my city
Baby it's Christmas time
Streetlights and a serenade
Santa Claus is coming back to town so boy you best behave
Finish my last cigarette
Think about the night, think about your smile, about what he said
Slipping my favorite shoes
Sliding on the ice, making my way to you
City looking like a movie scene
Yellow cabs parked by the park, done for the night it seems
I reach for my phone
That's when I see your message saying babe my flight, I might not make it home
But I left you some...
Cocaine, whiskey and red wine
Baby it's Christmas time
In New York, tonight is all mine
But baby it's Christmas time
Now we got a new plan
Boys shooting pool down at the bar, guess we'll go and make a stand
Dealer comes for the give and take
A line and a wandering eye are never far away
And old lovers can't help but come to mind
When the whiskey mixes in with Christmas, hey man I'll get it on the rocks this time
Oh cocaine, whiskey and red wine
Baby it's Christmas time
In New York, I'll see you again sometime
Well baby it's Christmas time
And then it's last call at the bar
For the last hour I've been thinking hard
That maybe I should get up out this place
This year you're getting better than my mistakes
Man my head talks too much
But my heart won't say enough
'Til I see my baby calling on the phone
Saying boy I made it, you coming home?
Cocaine, whiskey and red wine
Baby it's Christmas time
In New York, the light in my baby's eyes
Tell me it's Christmas time
And it's cabs by the park
Girls after dark
Boys in the bars
Breaking every heart
Every year I find
A different state of mind
But damn, my city
Baby it's Christmas time
