There's no telling how far a kiss'll go   Wish on the highest star that this'll go   On right here where we are under the mistletoe   On Christmas night, it seems so right.      That a lovely holiday dish made a mess of me   If love is this, it's my favourite recipe   The kind that fits to remind the rest of me   There's room to grow, under the mistletoe.      But I made this "myth" as a Christmas wannabe   With a Christmas list that insists I've gotta be   Hugged and kissed by this sweet miss in front of me   On Christmas night and every night.      Just right here, in the doorway where they found us   They'd like to leave but there's no way around us   I believe there's a spell that bound us   I've gotta know, is it only the mistletoe.      Gotta know, I'm afraid to go   Don't want out if we're in the throes   Flames die out in the afterglow   And I've gotta know, is it only the mistletoe.      Don't think so.      --- Instrumental ---      Gotta know, I'm afraid to go   Don't want out if we're in the throes   Flames die out in the afterglow   And I've gotta know, is it only the mistletoe.      Don't think so   I gotta know   Say it ain't, say it ain't, say it ain't,    Say it ain't Just the mistletoe...      Don't know...