The Acapulco Christmas Canon

Yuletide is here
The dark of the year
And no-one near
A snowman walking at night
In the weather
Oh what a sight
Shall we listen?

Sweet jingle bells
In beachside hotels
And cowrie shells
To gather, thread on a line
Make a present
In the sunshine

I'm too old
Sick of being cold
I'm always outside
In Grandpa's scarf at Christmastide

So this year
Pack up my swimming gear
I'm getting away,
Shades on, feels good, lime in my beer

Though I know
I'd melt tomorrow
I'm making a change
I'll fly to Acapulco

And they'll say
Frosty went away
He did it at last
His Acapulco Christmas day-o

Mesero
Por favoro (sic)
Oh can I tengo
A gingerbread mojito?

A beso
Under mistletoe
Drinks in the casino
Beeline to the grotto

Though I know
I'd melt tomorrow
I'm making a change
I'll fly to Acapulco

And they'll say
Frosty went away
He did it at last
His Acapulco Christmas day-o

Though I know
I'd melt tomorrow
I'm making a change
I'll fly to Acapulco

And they say
Frosty went away
He did it at last
His Acapulco Christmas day-o



Credits
Writer(s): Bevil Thomas George Luck, Michael Bryan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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