it's almost Christmas when I take off my makeup I look old and defeated, I'm not so dangerous cry in to my Christmas cake starin' holes into me, all night you should just give up cause our loves' become selling secrets to the Russians, they dont need the cold war is on between you and me twenty-five years old and a bachelors degree your parents helped out with graduation fees the loans were never enough the credit cards are calling your bluff, fold your hand cut them up, move away or you'll be payin' them off till your kids grow old and do the same theres no more runin' water wrappin' presents in the dark move into your car change where you park too bad that job carolin' department stores fell, through but the new year is writhin' friend of you, cry in to your Christmas cake dont know what else to do dont know what else to do I fear I'm goin deaf I've got some sense left give up some more to be with you cause what good is seein', if love's not lookin' back at you and what good is feelin' if my hands aren't touchin' you and another angel came down he was wearin only a cloud he said "sew up the bad that you done, tomorrow Christmas day comes." cry in to your Christmas cake dont know what else to do cry in to your Christmas cake dont know what else to do the new year is right in front of you Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com