Текст песни Little Stars - The Bloody Beetroots feat. Vicarious Bliss

Hey mister, why are you sleeping?
Have you seen me sleeping
Since you started pickin' in my ear, kickin' me away?
Is that the way you do things, boy?

Are you lookin' at the stars?
Of course, I'm lookin' at the stars
Do you never look at the stars?
They hold our dreams

Do they talk to you?
Of course, they talk to me
Don't they talk to you?
They talk to everybody

What do they say? What they say?
Stars, look at them, boy
Look at them how they shine
How they shine for me and you tonight

Merry Christmas, merry Christmas, mister
Merry Christmas to you, where is my bottle?
Get me my bottle, boy, next thing we're singin' jingle bells
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, jingle bells

Oh no, stop it, no, away with you now
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way

Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way
Jingle bells, jingle bells