I know today isn't Christmas because when I woke up, you weren't under my tree.
I checked twice, and you are definitely on the naughty list!
I see you when you're sleeping & you don't wear any underwear...
What do you say we make this a "not-so-silent" night?
Shouldn't you be sitting on top of the tree, Angel?
Let's both be naughty this year and save Santa the trip.
Believe me...if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows!
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.