[ Lyrics ]

Your lips taste like mistletoe and cheap champagne —
one more kiss and I’m losing my name.

Red cups glowing under twinkle lights on the balcony,
palm trees dressed in silver, city skyline calling me.
You caught my eye across the crowd, that slow-motion stare,
everybody’s dancing, but I’m caught in your affair.
Champagne fizz on fingertips, laughter in the air,
I know I should walk away, but you’re pulling me there.

Heart racing like the bassline, lights are spinning 'round,
world fades to a whisper when you lean in without a sound.

Your lips taste like mistletoe and cheap champagne —
one more kiss and I’m losing my name.
 Your lips taste like mistletoe,
 one more and I won’t let go.

They’re all watching from the corner, whispers in the glow,
but your hand on my lowback says we steal the show.
Fake snow falling from the rafters, heaters chasing chill,
LA winter’s electric, got me bending to your will.
No more games, no pretending, feel the spark ignite,
under these holiday stars, you’re my satellite.

Pulse is syncing to the rhythm, eyes locked like a vow,
don’t care who sees us now — I’m giving in somehow.

Wait—wait for me , don’t stop the spin,
this glitter haze, where do I begin?
One taste and I’m falling, no looking back,
party’s just a backdrop — you’re my main act.

Your lips taste like mistletoe and cheap champagne —
one more kiss and I’m losing my name.
 Your lips taste like mistletoe,
 one more and I won’t let go.
Your lips — mistletoe — 

Mistletoe… and cheap champagne.
Your Lips Taste Like Mistletoe

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