Well its Christmas time Trinidad, yeah it's gonna be great
They're gonna drink and line till the end of the holidays
They're gonna dance and fart
Everybody is going mad
But you never seen nothing yet if you didn't spend Christmas in Trinidad
They come to your place and balling (bring me scotch)
Look you in the face and shouting (bring me scotch)
Men charm with the rum, they tell you (we don't drink scotch)
If you want them to be of charm you better (bring me scotch)
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas, Christmas!
Since November one, man you see them making rounds
When they start to honk Christmas party all over town
Yes they ought to mock all night long they are going to roam
And you are sure they won't never stop until they take somebody home
They come to your place and balling (bring me scotch)
Look you in the face and shouting (bring me scotch)
Men charm with the rum, they tell you (we don't drink scotch)
If you want them to be of charm you better (bring me scotch)
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas, Christmas!
Well on Christmas eve when your house is like carnival
They come to receive 'cause they know its traditional
So make up your mind to provide the scotch as they say
For its vodka now down the line
Constant jamming till Christmas day
They come to your place and balling (bring me scotch)
Look you in the face and shout it (bring me scotch)
Men charm with the rum, they tell you (we don't drink scotch)
If you want them to be of charm you better (bring me scotch)
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas, Christmas!
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas, Christmas!
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas, Christmas!
Christmas, Christmas, Christmas, Christmas!
