Strings of lights above the bed   Curtains drawn and a glass of red   All I ever get for Christmas is blue      Saxophone on the radio   Recorded forty years ago   All I ever get for Christmas is blue      When you play my song   Play it slowly   Play it like I?m sad and lonely      Maybe you can solve my mystery   Wrap me in your arms and whisper   You miss me      Weatherman says it?s miserable   But the snow is so beautiful   All I ever get for Christmas is blue      It would take a miracle   To get me out to a shopping mall   All I really want for Christmas is you      Let them ring the bells   They won?t miss us   I?ll be drinking down your kisses      Deep into the night we?ll go stealing   Underneath a starry ceiling   Revealing      White lights on the Christmas tree   Thank God you are here with me   All I ever get for Christmas is blue      All I ever get for Christmas is blue   All I ever get for Christmas is blue