Christmas Accordion Songtext
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You're a Christmas accordion,
And according to me,
Counting your calories accordingly,
Pumpkin pie means something to me.
The more I eat, the more I want to eat.
And you're the light,
Creeping through the crooked cozy cracks in the night.
Shining on what we've kept locked up tight,
And now we've got to make it right.
Feathers are flexing,
And covering the sheets.
Where our eyes keep,
Our heads full of dreams.
The more I sleep, the more I want to sleep.
And you're the light,
Creeping through the crooked cozy cracks in the night.
Shining on what we've kept locked up tight,
And now we've got to make it right.
Right, so right.
You're a music box wound too tight.
A melody left in the street.
Something you can sing to me.
And you're the light,
Creeping through the crooked cozy cracks in the night.
Shining on what we've kept locked up tight, And now we've got to make it...
RIGHT!
And according to me,
Counting your calories accordingly,
Pumpkin pie means something to me.
The more I eat, the more I want to eat.
And you're the light,
Creeping through the crooked cozy cracks in the night.
Shining on what we've kept locked up tight,
And now we've got to make it right.
Feathers are flexing,
And covering the sheets.
Where our eyes keep,
Our heads full of dreams.
The more I sleep, the more I want to sleep.
And you're the light,
Creeping through the crooked cozy cracks in the night.
Shining on what we've kept locked up tight,
And now we've got to make it right.
Right, so right.
You're a music box wound too tight.
A melody left in the street.
Something you can sing to me.
And you're the light,
Creeping through the crooked cozy cracks in the night.
Shining on what we've kept locked up tight, And now we've got to make it...
RIGHT!
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