The Girl With The Holiday Smile - Lyle Lovett

I met a hooker at the grocery store

She wasn’t bad lookin', she was a pretty little whore

Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday smile

She told me: «Merry Christmas and peace to you»

She said «I've been workin' this whole night through.»

She said «Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile»

She told me «Whoa my whoa me, I look so good beneath a Christmas tree»

She said «Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile»

She told me «Christmas brings out the best in me»

She said «My heart’s so full of love and generosity»

«Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile»

And «Well the police here and the police there

«They ruin my Christmas spirit everywhere I go.»

«Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile»

She told me «Whoa my whoa me, I look so good beneath a Christmas tree»

She said «Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile»

Well she told me «goodbye» as she walked away

She said «Son, if you’re good maybe on Christmas day»

Whoa-o-whoa

I said «Whoa my whoa me, she looks so good beneath my Christmas tree»

Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday

I met a hooker at the grocery store

She wasn’t bad lookin', she was a pretty little whore

Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday

Well lord lord, she’s the girl with the holiday

Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday

Silent night shining so bright

She ain’t holy but she can hold me tight

Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday