Winter Wonderland

Written by Jeremy Stuart Smith

Performed by Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

Written by Meredith Wilson

Performed by Johnny Matthis

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go
Take a look at the five and ten, it's glistening once again
With candy canes and silver lanes that glow

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Toys in every store
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own front door

A pair of Hopalong boots and a pistol that shoots
Is the wish of Barney and Ben
Dolls that'll talk and will go for a walk
Is the hope of Janice and Jen
And Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Everywhere you go
There's a tree in the Grand Hotel, one in the park as well
It's the sturdy kind that doesn't mind the snow

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Soon the bells will start
And the thing that'll make 'em ring is the carol that you sing
Right within your heart

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas
Toys in every store
But the prettiest sight to see is the holly that will be
On your own front door

Sure, it's Christmas once more

Cozy Little Christmas

Written by Ferras Alqaisi, Katy Perry and Greg Wells 

Performed by Katy Perry

Everybody's in a hurry, in a flurry
Shopping 'til they're droppin' in the snow
Kids are cryin', dogs are barkin'
Catching up with folks we barely know
Sure it's madness, but it's magic
As soon as you hang up the mistletoe
'Cause you're the reason for the season
No, we don't need to keep up with the Jones

Our love is something priceless

I don't need diamonds, no sparkly things (no, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause you can't buy this a-feeling (no, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Nothing lights my fire or wraps me up, baby, like you do
Just want a cozy, a cozy little Christmas here with you

So, Mr. Santa (Mr. Santa)
Take the day off (take the day off)
Get a massage (get a massage)
'Cause we've got this one all under control
A little whiskey (a little whiskey)
We're getting frisky (ooh!)
And slow dancing to Nat King Cole
No, we ain't stressin' (we ain't stressin')
Just caressin' (mm-hmm)
Warming up our popsicle toes
Nothing's missin' (nothing's missin')
'Cause you're a blessin' ('cause you're the blessin')
Yet, you're the only one I'm wishing for
Our love is something priceless

I don't need diamonds, no sparkly things (No, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause you can't buy this a-feeling (No, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Nothing lights my fire or wraps me up, baby, like you do
Just want a cozy, a cozy little Christmas here with you

I don't need anything
Take back all the Cartier, and the Tiffany's and the Chanel
Well, can I keep that Chanel? Please?

No, no, no, no
I don't need diamonds, no sparkly things (No, oh, oh, oh, oh)
'Cause you can't buy this a-feeling (No, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Nothing lights my fire or wraps me up, baby, like you do
Just want a cozy, a cozy little Christmas here with you

Just you and me, under a tree
(Fa la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la la la)
A cozy little Christmas here with you

White Christmas

Written by Irving Berlin
Performed by The Drifters

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all
Your Christmases be white

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases
May all your Christmases
May all your Christmases
May all your Christmases be white

Let It Snow

Written by Jule Styne and Sammy Cahn

Performed by Dean Martin

Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Man it doesn't show signs of stoppin'
And I brought me some corn for poppin'
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

When we finally kiss good-night
How I'll hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm

And the fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing
But as long as you'd love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, and snow

When we finally kiss good-night
How I'll hate going out in the storm
But if you'd really grab me tight
All the way home I'll be warm

Oh the fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still goodbye-ing
But as long as you'd love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Ho Ho Ho and a Bottle of Rhum

Written by Jimmy Buffett, Peter Mayer, Roger Guth and Russ Kunkel

Performed by Jimmy Buffett

Santa's stressed out as the holiday season draws near,
He's been doing the same job now going on two thousand years,
He's got pains in his brain and chimney scars cover his buns,
He hates to admit it, but Christmas is more work than fun

He needs a vacation from bad decorations and snow,
Mr. Claus has escape plans, a secret that only he knows,
Beaches and palm trees appear night and day in his dreams,
A break from his wife, his half frozen life, the elves and that damn reindeer team.

Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's run off to the Caribbean
He thinks about boat drinks and fun in the sun
Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum

Plastic creations and crass exploitations aren't good,
He wants to go back to simple toys made out of wood,
Just for the week-end he'd like to be Peter Pan
Get out of his long johns and dance with a sword in the sand

Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's run off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing steel drums
Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum

Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's run off to the Caribbean
Marimbas, calimbas, he's playing steel drums
Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum

Ho Ho Ho and a bottle of rhum
Santa's run off to the Caribbean
A week in the tropics and he'll be all right
Sporting a tan as he rides out of sight

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night

O Holy Night

Lyrics by Placide Cappeau, Tune by Aolphe Adam

Performed by Aaron Neville

O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear Savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and ever pining
'Til he appeared and the soul felt its worth

A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn'
Fall on your knees, o hear the angels' voices
O night divine, o night when Christ was born
O night divine, o night, o night divine

Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother
And in His name all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we
With all within, let us praise His holy name

Christ is the Lord, His Name forever praise we
Noel, Noel, o night, o night divine
Noel, noel
O night, o holy night

Beauty School Dropout

Written by Richard Finch and Harry Casey

Performed by Frank Avalon

Your story sad to tell
A teenage ne'er do well
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block

Your future's so unclear now
What's left of your career now?
Can't even get a trade in on your smile
Beauty school dropout
No graduation day for you
Beauty school dropout
Missed your mid-terms and flunked shampoo
Well at least you could have taken time
To wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough
To have the doctor fix your nose up

Baby get movin'
(Better get movin')
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you provin'?
(What are you provin')
You've got the dream but not the drive

If you go for your diploma you could join the steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to high school

Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Hanging around the corner store
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
It's about time you knew the score

Well they couldn't teach you anything
You think you're such a looker
But no customer will go to you
Unless she was a hooker

Baby don't sweat it
(Don't sweat it)
You're not cut out to hold a job
Better forget it
(Forget it)
Who wants their hair done by a slob?

Now your bangs are curled
Your lashes twirled
But still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school

Baby don't blow it
Don't put my good advice to shame
Baby you know it
Even dear Abby'd say the same

Now I've called the shot
Get off the pot
I really gotta fly
Gotta be going to that malt shop in the sky

Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school

Mary's Boy Child/Oh My Lord

Written by Fred Jay, Frank Farian and Jester Hairston

Performed by Boney M.

Mary's boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas Day
And man will live for evermore because of Christmas Day

Long time ago in Bethlehem, so the Holy Bible said
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas Day

Hark, now hear the angels sing, a king was born today
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day
Mary's boy child Jesus Christ was born on Christmas Day

While shepherds watch their flocks by night
They see a bright new shining star
They hear a choir sing a song, the music seemed to come from afar

Hark, now hear the angels sing, a king was born today
And man will live for evermore, because of Christmas Day

For a moment the world was aglow, all the bells rang out
There were tears of joy and laughter, people shouted
"Let everyone know, there is hope for all to find peace"

Oh my Lord
You sent Your son to save us
Oh my Lord
Your very self You gave us
Oh my Lord
That sin may not enslave us
And love may reign once more

Oh my Lord
When in the crib they found Him
Oh my Lord
A golden halo crowned Him
Oh my Lord
They gathered all around Him
To see Him and adore (this day will live forever)

Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord)
They had become to doubt You
Oh my Lord (He is the truth forever)
What did they know about You?
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord)
But they were lost without You
They needed You so bad (His light is shining on us)

Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord)
With the child's adoration
Oh my lord (He is a personation)
There came great jubilation
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord)
And full of admiration
They realized what they had (until the sun falls from the sky)

Oh my Lord (oh praise the Lord)
You sent Your son to save us
Oh my Lord (this day will live forever)
Your very self You gave us
Oh my Lord (so praise the Lord)

Hey You

Written by Roger Waters

Performed by Pink Floyd

Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight

Hey you out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home

But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high
As you can see
No matter how he tried
He could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain

Hey you, out there on the road
Always doing what you're told
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall