They say money can't buy you happiness,
It can't buy you love.
But it can buy you nice shoes, and the perfect dress,
That have me hooked on you like a drug, praising to the God above.
While the lights twinkle,
The decorations shine.
You have me wish I wasn't single,
Trying to find a way, to make you mine.
To find a way,
To get you under that mistletoe.
Before next year's holiday,
As I stand back watching your smile brighten and your hair flow.
I don't need any red or green wrapping paper,
To have me happy on this Christmas.
All I need is something greater,
All I need is you, because you're the only thing that completes my Christmas list.