Tom: Dm
Fmaj7
Hey, Christmas tree.
Gm7
That fella there, he really int’rests me.
Fmaj7 Am7 Dm7
If I stand next to you and give him a smile,
Am7 Dm7
he’ll want to stay for a while
Gm7 C7
and maybe wander here and chat.
[Verse 2]
Fmaj7
Mr. Gingerbread,
Gm7
if she eats you, you’ll be in her head,
Fmaj7 Am7 Dm7
and you can tell me things that she’ll want to hear.
Am7 Dm7
I’ll be sweet and sincere.
Gmin7 C7 F
What kind of girl would not like that?
A7
I guess there’s nowhere to hide.
Dm7
I think I’ll swallow my pride.
Gm7 C
The worst that she could ever tell me is
F
no
A7
one should be by themselves
Dm7
when stockings hang from the shelves.
G7
I’ll keep
G7
him warm
C7
when it begins to snow.
[Verse 3]
F
Hey, nativity.
Gm7
Please hear me praying that (he/she)’s into me,
F Am7 Dm7
‘cause (he/she)’s a present that I’m awfully sure—
Am7 Dm7
more than gold, more than myrrh—
Gm7 C F
I would be grateful to receive.
[Solo]
[Verse 4]
A7
But she’s so out of my league.
Dm7
I think I’m starting to see
Gm7 C
a Christmas party’s not a place to find
F
love
A7
is a dangerous game.
Dm7
What if he thinks I’m insane
G7
or dumb
G7
or rude
C7
or all of the above?
F
Hey, mistletoe,
Gm7
tonight I won’t be getting kissed, ya know,
F Am7 Dm7
but I’ll come stand beneath your leaves for a spell
Am7 Dm7
and pray that no one can tell
Gm7 C F
I’ll be alone on Christmas Eve…
Gm7 C7/F# Fmaj7
…or I’ll just grab my coat and leave.
