Eric McEntee - Velvet Christmas Lyrics

Velvet Christmas

I hear a sound on my radio What it is
I ain't sure
Everybody calls it rock and roll I try to touch it
And the whole thing broke
Take me back to the sound I miss I'm not talking bout vicariousness Where every second is pure bliss
Gimme my Velvet Christmas Yeah, Christmas
Whoa, Christmas
Yeah, Christmas
Every year something new comes along To sign me up
Or take my money and run
A 6 foot doll or a flashy guitar
But nothing lasts as long as my first car With the radio playing
There goes my baby with him
I'm gonna take her to the very begin I'm gonna make it happen again
Gimme my Velvet Christmas Yeah, Christmas
Whoa, Christmas
Yeah, Christmas
The music comes in on my radio From a distance like my telephone Hey telephone ring
Can you make me swing
Where every second is pure bliss
Gimme my Velvet Christmas Yeah, Christmas
Whoa, Christmas
Yeah, Christmas.