I Can't Help It, I Just Like Christmas - Rick Moranis

The days are getting shorter

The nights are getting long

The air is getting chilly and

I’m thinking of a song

The sun is low, the stars are bright

The winter wind is brisk

And I know that by saying this

I’m taking somewhat of a risk

But…

I can’t help it, I just like Christmas

The carols, the colors, the fuss

A stolen little knip under the mistletoe

I know it’s not supposed to be for us

I can’t help it, I just like Christmas

Making pretty window stencils with white dust

When sleigh bells ring, I like to listen

I know it’s not supposed to be for us

It’s not like I want to go and chop down a tree

Even if I did you’d say I can’t

But I got you a few things and I wrapped them real nice

I put them underneath the ficus plant

I can’t help it, I just like Christmas

The Rockettes kicking is a must

A chestnut, a roast, an open fire

I know it’s not supposed to be for us

I’d love to sit around in a red velvet suit

Little helpers helping me with this and that

I’d stop shaving every year after Shemini Atzeret

You’d never give me hell for being fat

I can’t help it, I just like Christmas

Eggnog and fruitcake, I could bust

The detail, the retail, the sweet sales that follow

I know it’s not supposed to be

It’s not like it’s like blasphemy

So what if it’s not supposed to be for us

I know it’s not supposed to be for us