From the recording Christmas in the City (Digital 8-Track)
Lyrics
No stress, no mess
Just a little sleight of hand
No fuss, A-plus
Perfect winter wonderland
That’s my kind of Christmas
Throw it on a tray
Why waste time preparing
When you can dance the night away?
No sweat, no debt
Who has time for vanity?
No airs, who cares?
Skip all the insanity
That’s my kind of Christmas
Trimming on the tree
Drinks for mom and daddy
And fun for all the family
I just don’t understand when people say it’s too much work
The host can make the rules, and darling that’s the biggest perk
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I never understand when people say it’s too much work
The host can make the rules, and darling that’s the biggest perk
No strain, no pain
Join in the festivity
No woe, Ho-ho
Cheers to the nativity
That’s my kind of Christmas
Party in high style
Just embrace the chaos
And smile, beguile, be versatile
That’s my kind of Christmas
A no-stress kind of Christmas
The very best kind of Christmas
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got somewhere to be