Flying Home For Christmas

(What's that Skipper?)
(I wish I can bring a giant bottle of shampoo on my carry on)
(Uh! – 3oz)
(Jumbo size!)
(But we don't even use shampoo)
(Well a Penguin can dream, can we?)
We'll go, underneath the mistletoe
riding through the fields of snow
last call for Christmas.
So far, I'm just wishing on a star
close my eyes and there we are
last call for Christmas.
Imagine you and me there,
how I want to be there
doing what we dream we can do.
I want to fly (I wish)
spread my wings across the sky
see the world from way up high
I'm flying home for Christmas.
I'm feeling so free (Oh yeah baby!)
I believe that it can be
look way up and you'll see me
I'm flying home for Christmas.
(Where is my luggage?)
(What do you mean is in Denver?)
Flying home for Christmas.
Well we can
make a wish and make a plan
now's the time to lend a hand
last call for Christmas.
Tonight
I'm gazing at December lights
soring all over the sights
last call for Christmas.
Imagine you and me there
how I want to be there
doing what we dream we can do.
I want to fly
spread my wings across the sky (Oh! that would be something), see the world from way up high
I'm flying home for Christmas. (Antarctica here we go)
I'm feeling so free
I believe that it can be
look way up and you'll see me
I'm flying home for Christmas.
(If you're not flying, you are not trying)
(We are flightless birds, sir)
(Two words for you Kowalski, first class)
Flying home for Christmas.
Flying home for Christmas.
(Home sweet home boys)
(All together for the holidays like one big happy family)
(Actually Private we're dropping you of in England)
(Am I British?)
(We're not quite sure)
(Happy Christmas Everybody!)



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Himelstein, Alexander Geringas
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