Chef:
Baby, you know there's a lot of love between us
Sometimes that love goes bad
But other times its so right
Yeah, I know we've been through some rough waters
But most of the time our thing is off the hook
I just want to know one thing
What child is this
You've laid to rest
At my feet
This is not the time
I know that I'm not responsible
It's white so it cannot be mine
No, this, this is Christ the King
With a feeling of relief
I cannot sing
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The Babe, the Son of Mary
Mmmmm, Son of Mary
Son of Mary
Little bitty baby
Mary
So, bring him incense, gold, and myrrh
Come peasant king to own Him
The King of kings, salvation brings
Let loving hearts enthrone Him
Raise, raise the song on high
The Virgin sings her lullaby
Joy, joy, for Christ is born
The Babe, the Son of Mary
Son of Mary Son of Mary
Little bitty baby Little bitty baby, yeah
I'm gonna lay you down by the yule log
I'm gonna gonna love you right
Baby, I'm gonna deck your halls
And silent your night
You'll hear the herald angels sing
When I'm sliding off your bra
I just can't wait to jingle your bells
And fa la la your la Fa la la your la
Fa la la your la
This, this is Christmas Day
A time for lovers to celebrate
I'm gonna ding dong you merrily on high
Because this is the season for giving
Give it to me baby, give it to me baby
Season for giving Season for giving, give me love
Season for living Season for living, give me love
Season for giving Season for giving
Giving you love Give me love
Giving you good love Season for good love
Whole lotta love Give me love
Making love Season for giving
By the fire Give me love
Whole lotta love Season for good love
By the fire Give me love
Don't need no mistletoe Season for giving
You've got toes Give me love
Whole lotta loving Season for good love
Love Give me love
Jingle bells Season for giving, give me love
Fa la la your la Season for good love, give me love.
