"December will be magic again.
Take a husky to the ice
While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas.
He makes you feel nice.
December will be magic again.
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney,
Just a-popping up in my memory.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!")
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

December will be magic again.
Light the candle-lights
To conjure Mr. Wilde
Into the Silent Night.
Ooh, it's quiet inside,
Here in Oscar's mind.

December will be magic again.
Don't miss the brightest star.
Kiss under mistletoe.
I want to hear you laugh.
Don't let the mystery go now.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
("Fall!")
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don't you wake them up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

Oh, I'm coming to cover the lovers.
Ooh, and I'm coming to sparkle the dark up.
Ooh, and I'm coming to cover the muck up.