Underneath the Mistletoe (feat. Hannah Gill)

I'm just sittin' here and waiting

Underneath the Mistletoe,

Just anticipatin',

I ain't got no place to go

I don't want to miss the chance to taste a kiss

From your sweet lips and so I'll simply wait.

 

Other boys who come a'flirtin'

Actin' like they're Romeo

End up leavin' hurtin'

I won't even say hello.

But if you'd come courtin' soon we'd be cavortin'.

Wish you'd hurry up it's getting late.

 

I suppose I could prob'ly walk over

And strike up a conversation,

But, gee, that leaves an awful amount to fate,

And I wanna be totally certain

This will lead to a fraternization,

So I'm countin' on this mistletoe to facilitate.

 

I've been glancin' in your direction

From Underneath the Mistletoe,

Offerin' my affection

Here where all the lights are low.

All I want for Christmas is a kiss for this miss

Gosh, it's awfully rude to make me wait.

Can't you hurry up? It's getting late.