So I guess it's just you and me
Sitting up here alone in this
Pōhutukawa Tree
The problem is the branches
They don't go up
They only go out
So everyone can see
And now
Friends yell at us to "get a room"
(Heh) We prob'ly shoulda thought this through
But baby I don't care
As long as you're here
'Cause stealing kisses from you
Feels like Christmas to me
And even if they see
Us in this low hanging tree
Stealing kisses from you (Oooh)
Is Christmas to me baby
Feels like Christmas to me
Ooh-way-oh-way-oh
Ooh-way-oh-way-oh
It's Christmas to me
It's Christmas to me
Ooh-way-oh-way-oh
Ooh-way-oh-way-oh
It's Christmas to me
It feels just like Christmas to me
Oooh what a public disaster
Of affection
What you're doing to me
Now we're getting
All the attention
In this low hanging tree
And they ask
What do you see in him
Well now I'm stuck out
On a limb
And there's nowhere else
I'd rather be
And in the cool
Of the summer breeze
There's a passion in you
Gazing straight at me
So baby I don't care
If our friends gawk and stare
'Cause stealing kisses from you (Whoa)
Is Christmas to me baby
And even if they see us
In the pōhutukawa tree
Stealing kisses from you (Oooh)
Is Christmas to me baby
Feels like Christmas to me
Ooh-way-oh-way-oh
Ooh-way-oh-way-oh
It's Christmas to me
It's Christmas to me
Ooh-way-oh-way-oh
Ooh-way-oh-way-oh
It's Christmas to me
It feels just like Christmas to me
Every likkle day turn Christmas when yuh deh near
(hahaha)