Letra de It Must Be Getting Close To Christmas

When daughter starts To greet you with her Warmest grin And Junior's Ggot his room Much neater than a pin And if they fight To hug you each time You walk in it must be Getting close To Christmas Suddenly Your slightest wish Is their command And all at once Your favorite things Are close at hand And suddenly Lombardo Is their favorite band It must be getting close To Christmas Nobody ever Makes mention Of the weather Or season But you You just love That attention Whatever the reason All at once Tthe wife is charcoal Broiling stakes Coming up with dishes She'd refuse to make And your little puppy Doesn't bark Till you're awake This paradise Is close to sublime And very close To Christmas time