Spiced Christmas Nights

Snow is falling on the street tonight. Frost is biting but the fire's

alight. I've been good, but I'm feeling bad. Santa's list won't

cover this plan I've had. Naughty or nice? Roll the dice. Stockings hung,

oh they fit so tight. Under the mistletoe, feeling bold. This Christmas is

spiced, not cold. Candy canes in a secret stash. Whip cream dreams

and a peppermint crash. Jingle bells got a whole new swing.

Who knew Christmas could make me sing? Gingerbread houses, frosting drips.

But I'm thinking more of your lips. Naughty or nice? Roll the dice.