Christmas Is Coming - Old 97's

Christmas is coming

But I ain’t got no dough

To buy you a present, baby

I’ll give you all my loving

But you get that anyway

I need something special, baby

What’s a boy to do

When he’s crazy about you

And Christmas comes along?

And he’s got no money to blow

I know I know

I’ll write you a Christmas song

And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

Merry Christmas to you

Christmas is coming

The geese are getting cooked

But I ain’t got no gifts to give you

Kisses don’t cost nothing

And are so pretty sweet

But they’re as much for me as for you

What’s a boy to do

When he’s so in love with you

And Christmas comes along?

He ain’t got no dough

I know I know

I’ll write you a Christmas song

And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

And it’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

Merry Christmas to you

One more year of yours

Have no fear we’ll have so many more

One more year of yours

Have no fear we’ll have so many more

And we’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

And we’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

And we’ll go fa-la-la-la la-la-la-la la

Merry Christmas to you

Merry Christmas to you

Merry Christmas to you