I'd ride that sleigh!
Let's both be naughty this year and save Santa the trip.
Shouldn't you be sitting on top of the tree, Angel?
What do you say we make this a "not-so-silent" night?
You are what I want for Christmas.
If you were a tree, you'd be an evergreen, because I bet you look this good year-round.
I wish your hair was made of mistletoe, so I'd always have an excuse to kiss you.
Believe me...if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows!
Santa's lap isn't the only place wishes come true.
Hey, let me take you out on a first date in the snow - I promise I'm not a flake-y person.