Favorite Time of Year - Carrie Underwood

I grew up in a small house Just me and my mom The poorest kid in the school But got whatever I want She worked all day and all night To make the holiday Shalalalalala, shine So Christmas is my favorite time of the year It seems like everyone's got a little more cheer Maybe it's the lights that brighten the atmosphere 'Cause Christmastime is finally here Yeah, yeah, yeah My favorite time of the year I like the trees and the snow And I don't mind the gifts I can't lie I like the music Even though I'm Jewish These days are sharp for my mom I get a jolly to Falalalalala low So Christmas is my favorite time of the year It seems like everyone's got a little more cheer Maybe it's the lights that brighten the atmosphere 'Cause Christmastime is finally here Yeah, yeah, yeah My favorite time of the year My favorite time of the year Huh, now I don't care who you are or where you're from But you can't deny That when you see your town all decorated in lights Now that's a good time! So Christmas is my favorite time of the year It seems like everyone's got a little more cheer Maybe it's the lights that brighten the atmosphere 'Cause Christmastime is finally here Yeah, yeah, yeah My favorite time of the year Yeah, yeah, yeah My favorite time of the year

You're my-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. Here I am, I'm playing daydreaming fool again. My favorite game. And you are the one who's got my head in the clouds above. You're the one that I love and You're my-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. I don't care if being with you Is meaningless and ridiculous; If it's wrong or right. I'm gonna give you my love tonight And tomorrow night 'cause You're my-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite wast of time. Ooh, ooh, ohh, yeah. You're my-i-i-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. And one last thing: I'm gonna give you my love tonight, And the bells gonna ring 'cause You're my-i-i-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby. you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time. My-i-i-i-i-i, baby, you're my favorite waste of time!

Little girls, little boys Dream of words, lots of toys This time of the year When Christmas is near Evergreens are snowy white Sleigh bells ring through the night This time of the year When Christmas is near Somewhere near a steeple People kneel and pray And choirs sing carols of Christmas day Santa Claus, oh, is on his way Loads of joy in on his sleigh This time of the year Yeah, when Christmas is near Somewhere near a steeple People, they kneel and pray Oh, when choirs sing Oh, they sing carols of Christmas day Oh, and Santa Claus, oh, is on his way Loads of joy on his sleigh, yeah This time of the year Oh, when Christmas is near Oh oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, this time of the year And oh, when Christmas is near Oh, oh, Christmas is near

Sittin' there wrapped up tight in your flannel button-up With your arms around me Watchin' those flames dance high where nobody could find us Oh, but you sure found me Yeah, we were lightin' that fire Heatin' up the sky like a July rocket No, we never got tired We'd stay up all night and watch it Burn Like whiskey in my glass Even though it's sittin' on ice It's always gonna burn Little too hot real fast Like when you were mine, yeah That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Every time I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn Riding 'round rag top down Little beach town Weekend on the water Under that gold moonshine Your lips on mine Couldn't get no hotter Yeah, we were soakin' it up Buzzin' on love and margaritas When I see the sand and the sun The salt in the air, I swear, I feel the Burn Like whiskey in my glass Even though it's sittin' on ice It's always gonna burn Little too hot real fast Like when you were mine, yeah That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Every time I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn, yeah Hmm, it's always gonna burn just like this whiskey It's always gonna burn and make me wonder if you miss me That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Baby, when I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn It's always gonna burn, burn, burn

I'm not supposed to be thinking 'bout you, lying here in this bed Too much has gone wrong and we should move on That's what we both said There's a million reasons why we said goodbye Why we couldn't try, couldn't fight for it anymore Put your ring in the back of the dresser drawer And we closed that door So why am I 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, But then we do the same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding Well, I heard that you've been hangin' around with someone new Yeah, word gets around in such a small town Bet you heard I'm seein' someone too There's a million reasons why we should be happy Not lookin' back, livin' in the past anymore But they ain't addin' up, I guess they ain't enough 'Cause here I am At 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, but then We do the same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding And we keep pushing, pulling back, sliding Pushing, pulling, slipping back, sliding I keep asking myself, keep asking myself Why do I need you and nobody else? If we're not meant to be then why do we keep backsliding? And why am I 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, oh but then we do, yeah The same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Yeah, yeah I'm backsliding, yeah Backsliding Why do we keep backsliding? I can't help it, I'm backsliding I need you, I'm back sliding Why do we keep backsliding? Backsliding Backsliding Backsliding Backsliding