A Prospect Of Better Things

I'm in love with christmas day.
Cigars and blackjack.
Money passed and handed back
My new flask.
And tomorrow is any other day.
And tomorrow is just like yesterday, but she smiles so perfectly.
I can't wait until she opens up.
The excitement flows from the pores of my sweater.
She's the gift you shake against your ear.
Put it to the side, open it up last.
But she turns me so suddenly.
Oh, the prospect of better things.
She's got me wrapped up.
Oh, the prospect of better things, she smiles.
And this could be the one that you keep close tonight.
And tomorrow is any other day.
And tomorrow is just like yesterday.
And tomorrow is any other day, but she turns me so suddenly.
Oh, the prospect of better things.
She's got me wrapped up (and this could be the one).
(and this could be the one).