Mistletoe
The Mistletoe is hanging, so we must not break the law, come a little closer, let me show you what it's for
Come a few steps closer, so our moistrned lips can meet, I've been waiting all year long, for this festive treat
Our lips brush together, our mouths start to open slow, our tongues, dive deep inside, they know where they must go
Tongues doing the erotic dance, whilst we hug real tight, it's more wonderful than the dream I've had, nearly every night
Passion rises quickly, we stop to catch our breath, then you pull me in again, desires all that's left
Your soft sweet lips are heavenly, you give the perfect kiss, you are on the top of my Christmas list, you are my Christmas wish
I wish Mistletoe was here all year round, then I could kiss you every day, because we couldn't break the law, that's the card I'd play
So thank you whoever wrote the law, thank you for the law of kiss, it's a brilliant reason to find the girl and share a moments bliss
So if you have some Mistletoe, go find that certain one, tell them it is the law, go have some Christmas fun
Ron