Lyrics A Florida Cracker Christmas - 4 Star View

Dear Ms. Santy Claus
I'm writing you because
My family recently moved
You won't have to go
Through feet of snow
To find your feet on my roof
We don't have a chimney
Maybe I can hide a key
Outside in my beach shoes
I can't wait, and that's the truth

For a Christmas wish
I don't need a gift
Because I've got my family here
Full of love and cheer

And Mr. Santy Claus
Please look past my flaws
Because Lord knows I really tried
Only been grounded twice
And learned something both times
Then quickly apologized
I poured you orange juice
Fresh fruit and chowder soup
To help quell your appetite
It's kind of warm here, dress light

For a Christmas tree
A palm sways in the breeze
Covered in flamingo lights
It's a jolly sight

Oh, and Santy, P.S.
Do reindeer like sand, you guess?
Or maybe they'd prefer the port?
We're sitting on the tailgate
Up late playing in wait
For the next NORAD report
We took out the crèche
Played checkers and chess
Then built a blanket fort
Time before bed is running short

For a Christmas dream
Sugar plums and spiced Tang tea
Gingerbread men running around
Swimsuits and flip flops on the ground
In the parade through town