I really can’t stay, Baby it’s cold outside
I’ve got to go away, Baby it’s cold outside
This evening has been, Been hoping that you’d drop in
So very nice, I’ll hold your hands, they’re just like ice
My mother will start to worry, Beautiful, what’s your hurry
& father will be pacing the floor, Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I’d better scurry, Beautiful, please don’t hurry
Well maybe just a half a drink more, Put some records on while I pour.

Me: Fuckyeah! That’s my kind of Christmas Tree!
Cameron : (Laughing) A sushi Christmas Tree?
Me: Yep!







