Christmas In The Sand - Colbie Caillat&Brad Paisley
I love Christmas in the snow
But Christmas in the sand don’t end
I tell you that’s where it’s at
Why in tropic all my skin
A candy cane of peppermint, a hint
Of cocoa on my lips
It could’ve been the sun, it could’ve been the sea
It could’ve been my childhood fantasy
I saw Santa in his bathing suit
Tried to catch a wave, but he tried to soon
He laughed so hard that he could barely breathe
And washed up next to me
He said that you look naughty, but I’m sure you’re nice
He was soaking wet but he cracked a smile
With a present in his hand
He said it’s Christmas in the sand
I must have had too much to drink
Cause Rudolph’s nose was shining green
I think
He was playing reindeer games on me
Santa only called him once
But you should’ve seen him run so fast
They were gone in a dash
It could’ve been the sun, it could’ve been the sea
it could’ve been my childhood fantasy
I saw Santa in his bathing suit
Tried to catch a wave, but he tried to soon
He laughed so hard that he could barely breathe
And washed up next to me
He said that you look naughty, but I’m sure you’re nice
He was soaking wet but he cracked a smile
With a present in his hand
He said it’s Christmas in the sand
Christmas in the sand, whoa
Christmas in the sand, whoa
Christmas in the sand, whoa
Christmas in the sand, whoa
Don’t need you in the coat
Don’t need you in a hat
Just grab the one you love
And say you’re never coming back
If you see Santa in his bathing suit
Tried to catch a wave, but he tried to soon
He laughed so hard that he could barely breathe
It’s what he did to me
He said that you look naughty, but I’m sure you’re nice
He was soaking wet but he cracked a smile
With a present in his hand
He said it’s Christmas in the sand
Christmas in the sand, whoa
Christmas in the sand, whoa
Christmas in the sand, whoa
I love Christmas in the sand