Gonna warm my bones
Gonna warm my bones
I'm just about a moonlight mile, down the road.
I am waiting.
Watching the clock.
Man, I tell you, there is some sweet music being laid down in Baxter Meadows.
The thing is... I like to play rock and roll.
My lady sings the jazz.
On top of that, we gotta find a way to make Christmas music both jazzy and rocking,
Santa, baby?
Santa, baby?
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