Colin Buchanan
There’s Nothing More Like Christmas
You can't have a summer without Christmas
You can't have a Christmas without heat
You can't have a kiss without the mistletoe
And a barbie's not a barbie
Unless you burn the meat
But if you've got the nibblies and the crackers
It's stinking hot and clearly summer time
The flies, the food, the rellies, and the prezzies
Then bless my soul, it must be Christmas time
There's nothing more like Christmas than a pre-school pagent
And shepherds with bath towеls and faces all aglow
There's nothing likе a Santa with a pillow for a belly
Chucking lollies for the kiddies with a "Ho, ho ho" (Hey!)
You can't have a summer without Christmas
You can't have a Christmas without heat
You can't have a kiss without the mistletoe
And a barbie's not a barbie
Unless you burn the meat
But if you've got the nibblies and the crackers (crackers, nibble, nibble)
It's stinking hot and clearly summer time
The flies, the food, the rellies and the prezzies
Then bless my soul, it must be Christmas time
There's nothing like an early morning Christmas before sunrise
Busting to unwarp every prezzie you can find
Going for a driving night
Checking out the fairy lights (ahh)
There's nothing more like Christmas, than Christmas time
But if you've got the nibblies and the crackers
It's stinking hot and clearly summer time
The flies, the food, the rellies and the prezzies
Then bless my soul, it must be Christmas time
(Let's sing like Elvis)
Then bless my soul, it must be Christmas time