Girl, I don't have a lot of money, you see Sure I play a little guitar, but I barely sing One thing I wish this Christmas Eve Is you'd fall in love with me Girl, I'm no coffee shop poet at all I wrote you that note on a napkin, you still haven't call So pack up your bags and I'll grab the keys Come run away with me Drive out to Old Mexico Leave the new world and love like we're dying If you want snow, I'll make snow Block the sun stop the desert from drying I'll never stop trying and maybe when midnight is here You'll kiss me like you did last year ♪ Boy, I don't need a lot of money, you see You know your old beat up guitar is my favorite thing about you I want you, all your terrible things I want you this Christmas Eve Drive out to Old Mexico Leave the new world and love like we're dying If you want snow, I'll make snow Block the sun stop the desert from drying I'll never stop trying and maybe when midnight is here You'll kiss me like you did last year La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la And maybe when midnight is here Baby, when midnight is here Kiss me like you did last year