Noooooooo stockings for me, I’ll pack my flip-flops When it’s bright I’ll get sungla**es at the gift shop I’ll trade the snow for a pool and wear a pink bikini that’s cute We know eggnog’s no fun, I want some pineapple and rum Wouldn’t it be nice, Christmas in Paradise Noooooooo scarves around my neck, I’ll pack my tank top I’ll take my phone calls with the ocean as my backdrop I’ll trade the traffic for some waves, maybe go surfing in the bay Pa** that bottle of rum, ’cause I’m not stopping till it’s done Oh wouldn’t it be nice, Christmas in Paradise I can see it now, the palm trees swaying in the wind Our toes sinking in the golden sand Can’t you feel the sunshine beating on my skin And I’ll get red and burnt But I’ll be perfectly tan Oh wouldn’t be nice, Christmas in Paradise Noooooooo snowman in the yard, I want some palm trees How ’bout a lot of piña colada smoothies Let’s trade our car for a boat Well you can’t swim but I can float Let’s feel the holiday cheer with a little island beer Well I don’t mean to interfere, but the holidays are near I guess it seems so very clear, that we should do this every year Oh wouldn’t it be nice Wouldn’t it be nice Wouldn’t it be nice Christmas in Paradise Christmas in Paradise Christmas in Paradise Christmas in Paradise