[Verse 1]

Why can I see bobbles hanging from the shops?
Why can I meet Santa at seven quit a pop?
And how did all this tinsel get into my room?
'Cause everyone keeps telling me Christmas will be here soon

[Pre-Chorus]

But it's not even the right month, it just doesn't feel right
So, put away your green pine tree
At least until December ninth

[Chorus]

Oh, I really love Christmas, as much as anyone here
But I'll only sing carols when Christmas is actually here
Oh, I love Christmas spirit and I love spice-milled wine
But for the love of candy canes, shut up about Christmas time

[Interlude]

[Outro]

But it's not even the right month, it just doesn't feel right
So, put away your Nativity play
At least until December ninth
Oh, I really love Christmas, as much as anyone here
But I'll only eat mince pies when Christmas is actually here
Oh, I love Christmas spirit and I love spice-milled wine
But for the love of reindeer ears, shut up about Christmas time