I wish we were having Christmas in July
No winter anymore
Warm breezes by the shore
Long days beneath the summery sky

Santa doesn't have to hurry to leave town
There's nothing here but time
Gin, tonic, and some lime
He'll probably stick around

Three ships sailing on the ocean blue
All the children fast asleep
Now there's only me and you

Trees all decorate themselves with butterflies
Our blues are on the run
We're soaking up the sun
Yule time in paradise

Ukuleles playing "Silent Night"
Fragrant flowers in your hair
Your skin so fair and soft beneath the moonlight

Now it's winter and the snow is piling high
Let's change the holiday
Vacation far away
Next Christmas in July
There's nothing there but time
Gin, tonic, and some lime
Next Christmas in July
Our blues are on the run
We're soaking up the sun
Next Christmas in July