Here come the tulips and the daffodils
Maybe in Holland, but not in these hills
Aw, it will not be long
Close your eyes, sing a song
Comes the Sun! To chase away chills!
I start thinking Spring in November-
I start thinking Spring in November-
Or was it the winter?...I don't remember
I start thinking Spring in November-
Or was it winter?...I don't remember
We cope with the season
Of way below freezin'
With fruit preserves made in September.
Mulled wine's a favourite of mine
Teutonic folks call it Gluhwein
Mulled wine's a favourite of mine
Teutonic folks call it Gluhwein
For a Holiday grog
I'd prefer spiked Eggnog
But McTag's wine would suit me just fine.
Food and weather are popular topics
Food and weather are popular topics
Let's eat and sunbathe in the tropics
Food and weather are popular topics
Let's eat and sunbathe in the tropics
Some pineapple and mango
Then I'll hula and tango
Food and weather are popular topics
Let's eat and sunbathe in the tropics
Some pineapple and mango
Then I'll hula and tango
Now this is a suitable topic!
Would you like a Pina Colada, now?
Like a Pina Colada? And How!
Can I get you a Daquiri?
Would you like a Pina Colada, now?
Like a Pina Colada? And How!
Can I get you a Daquiri?
Oh yes, two or three
Would you like a Pina Colada, now?
Like a Pina Colada? And How!
Can I get you a Daquiri?
Oh yes, two or three
Or four! Make them doubles! Oh, Wow!
The sand slips between my tanned toes...
The sand slips between my tanned toes..
I slip my sunglasses to the end of my nose.
and what to my wondering eyes should appear...
The sand slips between my tanned toes..
I slip my sunglasses to the end of my nose.
And what to my wondering eyes should appear
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer...
No more daquiris for me, goodness knows!
Christmas ain't right in the tropics...
Christmas ain't right in the tropics
The sunshine makes you myopic
But the climate is right
For a Bethlehem night
Christmas ain't right in the tropics
The sunshine makes you myopic
But the climate is right
For a Bethlehem night
With the star in the east as the topic
Put another log on the fire
Put another log on the fire
Let the heat in here get a little bit higher
But we'll put the fire to shame
Put another log on the fire
Let the heat in here get a little bit higher
But we'll put the fire to shame
It'll be in the hall of fame
It's the biggest on the pyre
There once was a bowler from Dover
There once was a bowler from Dover
Who could never seem to be sober
When he ordered a drink
There once was a bowler from Dover
Who could never seem to be sober
When he ordered a drink
He'd sit up and think
"I know why my balls are all over!"
There once was a butcher from Leeds....
There once was a butcher from Leeds....
Who could play the saxophone without reeds
When asked how he didt it
There once was a butcher from Leeds....
Who could play the saxophone without reeds
When asked how he did it
He reluctantly admitted
There once was a butcher from Leeds....
Who could play saxophone without reeds
When asked how he did it
He reluctantly admitted
The sound emanated from CDs
pronounced ceeds
sorry
Well sometimes the right word just fails ya
Though it could be sent in from Austrailsia
