Keiran Razbo: Gee Vince, do you think we’ll ever find a Christmas tree?
Vince: Well you know, Razbo, I wish I was a Christmas tree.
Twirl: Really, Vince?
Vince: Yeah I could be one, Twirl, I wish I was a Christmas tree!
I wanna be a Christmas tree
And have twinkle lights all over me
Golden star on top of my head
Stay up all night and never go to bed.
I wanna be a Christmas tree
Eat candy canes they hung on me
If I got thirsty, it’d be so neat
To see me drink water from my feet
That’s why I wanna be a Christmas tree!
(That’s why I wanna be a Christmas tree!)
I wanna be a Christmas tree
I could sing and dance on MTV
My arms for branches and have green hair
And pine cones in my underwear
I wanna be a Christmas tree
I’d be the bestest tree in history
Tinsel on my nose I’d look so fine
My underarms would smell like pine
That’s why I wanna be a Christmas tree!
(That’s why I wanna be a Christmas tree!)
Everyone would love me
My friends would say I’m cool
I’d be a tree that’d throw footballs
And ride my bike to school
(That’s why I wanna be a Christmas tree!)
I wanna be a Christmas tree
Mom and dad put my presents under me
Since I’d be a tree, wouldn’t make a peep
Open up my presents when they go to sleep
That’s why I wanna be a Christmas tree!
(That’s why I wanna be a Christmas tree!)
That’s why I wanna be, that’s why I wanna be, that’s why I wanna be a
Christmas tree!
