Christmas in the Sand

I love Christmas in the snow

But Christmas in the sand don’t end

I tell you that’s where it’s at

Why in tropic all my skin

A candy cane of peppermint, a hint

Of cocoa on my lips

It could’ve been the sun, it could’ve been the sea

It could’ve been my childhood fantasy

I saw Santa in his bathing suit

Tried to catch a wave, but he tried to soon

He laughed so hard that he could barely breathe

And washed up next to me

He said that you look naughty, but I’m sure you’re nice

He was soaking wet but he cracked a smile

With a present in his hand

He said it’s Christmas in the sand

I must have had too much to drink

Cause Rudolph’s nose was shining green

I think

He was playing reindeer games on me

Santa only called him once

But you should’ve seen him run so fast

They were gone in a dash