s lay down and let's get some sleep (Word) Bobby.. come here baby Lay down, let's get some sleep [RZA] I can't sleep like a child on Christmas Eve Like
s got a lot of soul He sings merry Christmas for you just like Nat King Cole And he makes up his own tune right on the spot About whitewalls and windshields
Welcome to: No amount of stoned makes you feel okay Welcome to: This year's alone, brought to you by Christmas day Welcome to: The darkness into which
It's that song again Turn it up, it's on the radio Rockarama -- Charge me up, I got electric eyes, I won't fall own Light me up, just like a Christmas
anything but you! [SERVANTS] Annie Annie Annie Everything's humming now Annie Annie Good times are coming now Since you came our way It's Christmas, Christmas
30 AM phone call When an only half-informative source talks discretely Meet me-- at the family room at the side of the Intensive Care Unit Immediately, I'll carry a tune
hung up On material things at times It seems like we forget What Christmas really means It should be thanks we're givin' That's why I wrote this tune
the people you see And watch the kids dance 'round the big Christmas tree There's talking and laughing and songs in the air And the spirit of Christmas
Scrambled eggs and life Let's make it open season On all the racists and the bigots And their chums And not just as a reason For a Christmas number
Children are sleeping tucked in their beds the Night before Christmas has finally been read Everything?s quiet under the tree Baby, it?s Christmas for
Christmas lights Icy windowpanes Make me wish that we could be Together again And the windy winter avenues Just don't seem the same And the Christmas
long time. Now who's idea was it to have you featured on this, uh, one particular tune--I, I was particularly impressed with it--"A Blue Christmas."
life is How wonderful life is How wonderful life is On Christmas On Christmas Merry Christmas Eve (At the airport families wait on queue) Merry Christmas
am I knowing? On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin' On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin' In the tune I'm hummin',
pointed steeple Looked to see the lucky number Yes the wonder of the tundra Had come up to fame and fortune Singing his tune, my tune, your tune Wooing
so hung up on material things at times it seems like we forget What Christmas really means It should be thanks we're givin', that's why I wrote this tune
(Dolly Parton) As I sit here tonight the jukebox playing A tune about the wild side of life As I listen to the words you are saying It brings mem
sound Every Christmas Eve in a western town Gather up the kids all the friends and family 'Cause the holly's hung and the candle's bright Tuning up a