Deck the Halls and Mop the Floors
The tree is up, the lights are bright, But this house ain’t ready for Christmas night. Grab that broom, honey, let’s go, We’ve got dust piling under the mistletoe. Deck the halls and mop the floors, Sweep the kitchen, scrub some more. It’s our holiday cleaning spree, So grab a rag and work with me. The windows shine, the counters gleam, But the laundry’s piled like a Christmas dream. I’ll fold the socks, you take the sheets, Together we’ll make this place look sweet. It’s not the gifts or the tree so tall, It’s the love we share that makes it all. But let’s make the house as bright as can be, For the joy of the season and our family. Deck the halls and mop the floors, With you, my dear, it’s never a chore. Hand in hand, we’ll make it right, Our home will glow on Christmas night.