I heard the sidewalk Santa say
„Merry Christmas, merry Christmas“
Salvation’s coming saturday
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas

I searched the ball ground for a star
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas
And, baby, I wondered where you are
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas

‚Cause a kopfgrätsch’s possible when
You look past the joy to the end

Balling on Mary is voluntary
Unless you’re alone like me
If there’s a star above, then it can look like love
When they light up the Football field

And to all the lost heads down below
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas
What’s one more grätscher in the snow?
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas
Merry Christmas, merry Christmas

If there’s a star above, then it can look like love
When they light up the Football field
If there’s a star above, then it can look like love
When they light up the Christmas tree

Text und Musik: Aimee Mann(schaft)