Christmas in Barbados

its a warm December evening
the moonlit oceans calm
and I can see Matthews laundry hanging
underneath the coconut palm

the whistling frogs are whistling
the skys a-glitter with stars
and the karaoke singers are picking out carols
in the south coast bars

cause its Christmas in Barbados and for me thats something new
but I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you
yes its Christmas in Barbados and Im feeling just a little bit blue
cause I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you

no I dont miss the evergreens
I sure dont miss the snow and the chill
and I dont miss the crowds and the shopping
and my whopping Visa bill

and I dont miss the church bells
I turned pagan so long ago
that the only thing I miss is the kissing
underneath the mistletoe

cause its Christmas in Barbados and for me thats something new
but I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you
yes its Christmas in Barbados and Im feeling just a little bit blue
cause I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you

and in a Bridgetown bar I heard a reggae band singing "Jingle Bells, jingle bells"
and I almost bought a wreath for my door made of wicker and seashells
and at the Hastings Mall theyve got tinsel garlands and under a tropical sky
a cut-out of Santa and his reindeer flying by

cause its Christmas in Barbados and for me thats something new
but I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you
yes its Christmas in Barbados and I dont know what Im gonna do
cause I dont miss Christmas back home half as much as Im missing you

oh its a warm December evening
the moonlit oceans calm
and I can see Matthews