HOLIDAYS COME ROUND, COME ROUND
HOLIDAYS COME ROUND ONCE A YEAR
LOVE MY HOLIDAYS, LOVE MY HOLIDAYS
I GOT PLENTY GOOD CHEER HERE
BUT THERE’S ONE TRADITION THAT
LEAVES ME REELING
MY MOM HANGS MISTLETOE
FROM THE CEILING!
DON’T WANNA BE KISSED
DON’T WANNA BE HUGGED
DON’T WANNA BE MISSED
DON’T WANNA BE TUGGED
DON’T WANT ANYONE TO CALL ME CUTE!
NO, NO, NO
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
OUTSIDE SNOW FALLS, SNOW FALLS,
I THROW SNOW BALLS AT THE TREES
SLEDDING DOWN THE HILL
SLEDDING DOWN THE HILL
UNTIL MY TOES START TO FREEZE
BUT WHEN I COME IN TO GET WARM
MY MOM EXPECTS ME TO PERFORM
HI, HOW DO YOU DO? YES
I REMEMBER YOU
NO NOW I’M EIGHT
YES I FEEL GREAT
NO NEXT YEAR I’LL BE IN FIFTH GRADE
WHERE MISTLETOE HANGS, THERE HANGS NOT I
WHERE MISTLETOE HANGS, THERE HANGS NOT I
WHERE MISTLETOE HANGS, THERE HANGS NOT I
WHERE MISTLETOE HANGS, THERE HANGS NOT
I---I—I—I—I—YI!OVER THE FRONT DOOR
BY THE BEDROOMS
HANGING IN THE HALL
IN THE CLOSET WITH THE BROOMS
YOU GO TO THE FRIDGE
YOU KNOW SOMETHING’S AMISS
WHEN YOUR AUNT CAROLINA
SNEAKS UP BEHIND ‘YA
AND GIVES YOU A KISS!!!!
BY THE PIANO
RIGHT ABOVE THE SINK
DINING ROOM TABLE
YA GOTTA STOP AND THINK
AND IF YOU ASSUME
THAT YOU DON’T HAVE TO SNEAK
YOUR LIITLE COUSIN CARMEN
GRABS YOU BY THE ARM AND
PLANTS ONE ON YOUR CHEEK!WHERE MISTLETOE HANGS, THERE HANGS NOT I
WHERE MISTLETOE HANGS, THERE HANGS NOT I
WHERE MISTLETOE HANGS, THERE HANGS NOT I
WHERE MISTLETOE HANGS, THERE HANGS NOT
I---I—I—I—I—YI!