Magnolia trees at night Sparkling bright Fields of cotton look wintery white When it's Christmas time In New Orleans A barefoot choir in prayer fills the air Mississippi folks are gathering there 'Cause it's Christmas time in New Orleans You'll see a dixieland Santa Claus Leading the band to a good old Creole beat And golly what a spirit, you can only hear it Down on Basin Street Your cares will disappear when you here Hallelujah St. Nicholas is here When it's Christmas time in New Orleans You'll see a dixieland Santa Claus Leading the band to a good old Creole beat And golly what a spirit, you can only hear it Down on Basin Street Your cares will disappear, and when you here Hallelujah, old Santa is there When it's Christmas time in New Orleans Yes when it's Christmas time It's Christmas time in New Orleans

We ain't gotta be awkward together, girl Maybe we're better misunderstood I been tryna be clear in my feelings, girl Maybe we're better misunderstood I been overthinkin', we ain't really even gotta name this We'd be so much better misunderstood Yeah, understood We'd be so much better misunderstood But you don't believe me I try to do it, I push 'em back any time you come and see me Is it mine, all mine? All I know it just feel right Don't it feel right? Ayy, my thoughts Be doin' what they wanna Got me thinkin' that I might can't have you, like I want you, oh You know I'm no good at reasons Holding back, I tried, it just get me deeper We ain't gotta be awkward together, girl Maybe we're better misunderstood I been tryna be clear in my feelings, girl Maybe we're better misunderstood I been overthinkin', we ain't really even gotta name this We'd be so much better misunderstood Understood We'd be so much better misunderstood And my whole mind just go blind Try not to think, all my thoughts point your way I'm missing you but I got no ride You're the only one I see, so much for open minds Frightened fuckin', fuckin' frightened That's the way we love it, damn, I love you Playin' games just to get rich and pushin' buttons You know I'm no good at reasons Hold it back, I tried, it just get me deeper We ain't gotta be awkward together, girl Maybe we're better misunderstood I been tryna be clear in my feelings, girl Maybe we're better misunderstood I been overthinkin', we ain't really even gotta name this We'd be so much better misunderstood Oh-oh, understood We'd be so much better misunderstood, oh Maybe we're better misunderstood Ooh, understood We'd be so much better misunderstood, oh How was that real? What day is it? (What day is it?)

The evening star is shining bright So make a wish and hold on tight There's magic in the air tonight And anything can happen

In the South Land, there's a city Way down on the river, where the women are very pretty And all the men deliver They got music, it's always playin' Start in the daytime, go all through the night And when you hear that music playin' Hear what I'm saying and make it feel alright Grab somebody, come on down Bring your paintbrush, we're painting the town There's some sweetness going around Dreams do come true in New Orleans