White Christmas

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

Just like the ones I used to know (ooh)

Where the things are crispy and somewhat

And guards destroys me with a punch

I'm creaming of a white Christ-mas

Just like the ones I've seen before

May your days be merry and white

And may all your Christ-mases be blithe

Oh, I've been dreaming of a white cock-Christmas

Just like the ones I used to know

And may all your Christmases be beige

And I think I'll have one for myself