

(ooh-ooh-ooh) There’s paper by the fireplace
Ribbon underneath the chair A brand-new train is running
Through somebody’s underwear
The coffee’s getting colder
The kitchen’s still a mess
And there’s a bow stuck to the dog
Who couldn’t care any less
There’s tinsel on the floor
There’s wrapping paper everywhere There’s laughter in the hallway
And ribbons in our hair
The tree is still standing
Though it leans a little more
And I wouldn’t change a thing
There’s tinsel
on the floor
The kids are building kingdoms
Out of boxes from the hall
Somebody found the batteries
Somebody lost them all
Grandpa’s in his easy chair
Watching the morning show
And someone’s trying to assemble something
Nobody knows how it goes
There’s tinsel on the floor
There’s wrapping paper everywhere There’s laughter in the hallway
And ribbons in our hair
The tree is still standing
Though it leans a little more
And I wouldn’t change a thing
There’s tinsel
on the floor
Someday we’ll miss this mess More than we could ever know
These little things we’re stepping over Are the things we’ll keep when
we grow old
So leave the ribbons where they fell
Let the wrapping paper stay
We’ve got the whole afternoon
There’s nowhere else we need to be today
There’s tinsel on the floor
There’s wrapping paper everywhere There’s laughter in the hallway
And ribbons in our hair
The tree is still standing
Though it leans a little more
And I wouldn’t change a thing
There’s tinsel on the floor
There’s tinsel on the floor
And Christmas at the door
The whole house is a little wrecked And I love it even
more (and I love it even more)
There's tinsel on the floor...
(on
the floor)