Winter comes; it’s a drag I know

Heater’s broke and I’m left alone

Wasting time between holidays

Poison thoughts running through my brain

Because I think I’m gonna be sad

I think I’m gonna be sad

When she’s on my mind

It’s worse at Christmas time

Mom and Dad try to call me out

But they don’t know what it’s all about

They’ve been happy for so many years

And I’m still wondering what I’m doing here

Because I think I’m gonna be sad

I think I’m gonna be sad

When she’s on my mind

It’s worse at Christmas time

It’s best if I’m left alone

In this melancholy phase

I’m just passing time 

In late December

Late December days

Because I think I’m gonna be sad

I think I’m gonna be sad

I think I’m gonna be sad

I think I’m gonna be sad

Yeah I think I’m gonna be sad

I think I’m gonna be sad

When you’re on my mind

It’s worse at Christmas time

Because I think I’m gonna be sad

I think I’m gonna be sad

When you’re on my mind

It’s worse at Christmas time

Merry Christmas Baby

Merry Christmas Baby

Merry Christmas Baby