Christmas in Paradise

(Mary Gauthier/Crit Harmon) Davey stole a Christmas tree from K-Mart last night red ribbons and silver bells, angels dressed in white He tied, it to the bridge rail so pa*sing cars would see He danced a little dance up there, looked down and smiled at me My bed is a lawn chair, cushions keep it soft I sleep in the open air, under the Southern Cross Next to the golf course by the Hyatt Hotel Davey is a friend of mine and we get along pretty well Christmas in paradise under the Cow Key Bridge Where the warm breeze blows so nice And the landlord forgives Snowbirds on the golf course wear Bermuda shorts and polo shirts Some play pretty good some so bad it hurts We pick up their golf balls that fly over the fence Shine 'em up a little bit and sell 'em back for fifty cents Christmas in paradise under the Cow Key Bridge Where the warm breeze blows so nice And the landlord forgives I won't lie, we just get by but we'll be eating good tonight Christmas dinner at 5 o'clock over at the Church of Life They don't care who you are and they don't ask what you done Come on down and bring a friend there's plenty for everyone Christmas in paradise under the Cow Key Bridge Where the warm breeze blows so nice And the landlord forgives The radio plays Christmas songs while we get high Davey shouts Merry Christmas y'all to the cars pa*sing by Davey shouts Merry Christmas y'all to the cars pa*sing by