Letras
In your toy town little world
In your toy town little life
You're driving in your little car
With your pretty little wife
She sits right there beside you
Eating candy from her lap
And she's giving you directions
But she's not looking at the map
Oh, sweet oblivion, so nice
Oh, it must be paradise
It's getting close to midnight
And you're starting to get tired
Your little chimney's smoking
'Cause you're sitting by the fire
Studying some photographs
Taken long ago
And they reminded you of Christmas Eve
And every year it snows
Oh, sweet oblivion, so nice
Oh, it must be paradise
Oh, sweet oblivion, so nice
Oh, it must be paradise
Your living space is decorated
With little souvenirs
Sentimental objects
That you gathered through the years
Wonderful reminders
Of the many things you've seen
And I bet that you can still remember
Every place you've ever been
Oh, sweet oblivion, so nice
Oh, it must be paradise
Oh, sweet oblivion, so nice
Oh, it must be paradise
Oh, sweet oblivion, so nice
Oh, it must be paradise
Oh, sweet oblivion, so nice
Oh, it must be paradise