Letras
I see the magic on the mistletoes. Love you but, it’s different thou.
Feeling on your physical. But this is far from typical....
We don’t know which way to go. Distance, and I hate it so.
Couple years we made it thou, you caught me at my latest show.
I be in my fucking zone, eager just to take you home.
Sucking on your neck & toes. Freaky shit that you be on.
Match yah vibe like when in Rome. Laughing at my corny Jokes.
Feeling like I’m not the one, but I don’t want to let you go...
Hook:
I see magic on the mistletoes.
Magic on the mistletoes
I see magic on the mistletoes.
Magic on the mistletoes
I see the magic on the mistletoes, love but is difficult.
I just want you on my lap. Like Philip Drummond, Different Strokes.
Overseas..,a different coast. Cameras on and go remote.
Everyday we love and smoke. But that's the only way we cope.
I never took you for a joke. I thought you knew that day we spoke.
But you was sleep and I was woke. Baggage, you had that in bulk.
Active I gave you that hope. Passive you was taking notes.
My feelings always made me choke. But you was there to give me throat.