Letras

I'm sittin' by the windowsill I got nothin' but time to kill I took this all for granted But I won't do that again That'll be the last Christmas I don't care what it cost Or how long it takes The Greyhound's got a thousand stops I'm not complainin' I'm comin' home for Christmas I'm comin' home for the holidays I'm burstin' through the door All pitchin' like a volunteer Dad sent Jimmy to the store To grab a case of more that beer I'm comin' home for Christmas I'm comin' home for the holiday Last Christmas, I didn't get to hug you Last Christmas, it almost broke my heart Last Christmas, I tell you I was lonely That'll be the last Christmas We ever spend apart, alright Are we Catholic, are we Protestant? Jewish somewhere down the line? Got a cousin who's Republican I promise I won't pick a fight I'm comin' home for Christmas I'm comin' home for the holiday Last Christmas, I didn't get to hug you Last Christmas, it almost broke my heart Last Christmas, I tell you I was lonely That'll be the last Christmas We ever spend apart Last Christmas, we didn't get to argue Last Christmas, I almost lost my mind Last Christmas, we didn't sing "Last Christmas" Used to hate that stupid song Now let's play it all night Last Christmas, I didn't get to hug you Last Christmas, it almost broke my heart Last Christmas, I tell you I was lonely That'll be the last Christmas We ever spend apart I'm sittin' by the windowsill I'm sittin' by the windowsill I'm sittin' by the windowsill I'm sittin' by the windowsill
Writer(s): Michael John Deangelis, Nicholas William Dika, Timothy James Oxford, Robert Max Kerman, Anthony Michael Carone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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