Lyrics:
David Froom

it smart (I'm leaving, yes I am) I'm gonna walk away from love (Walk away from love) Before love breaks my heart I'm gonna walk away from love Gonna

Well, east coast girls are hip I really dig those styles they wear And the southern girls with the way they talk They knock me out when I'm down there

I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go People know the part I'm playing Paid for every dance, selling each romance Ooh, what they're saying There will

Angels we have heard on high Sweetly singing o'er the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria in excelsis Deo Gloria in

I'll be home for Christmas You can count on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents 'neath the tree Christmas Eve will find me Where the love

and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace Silent night, holy night Shepherds quake at the sight Glories stream from

What Child is this who lay to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping? Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping? This, This is Christ

The first noel, the angels did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter's

O come all ye faithful Joyful and triumphant O come ye O come ye to Bethlehem Come and behold Him Born the King of angels O come let us adore Him O come