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to the bay in a Hilux campervan Christmas at the beach the family's master-plan Dad is at the wheel and mum sits by his side We kids are squabbling in the back on this long dusty ride. Oh! jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, Christmas in New Zealand on a hot and sunny day, ay! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way. Oh what fun it is to have a kiwi holiday! We stop off at the shops to load the chilly bin Hokey-pokey ice cream soon dribbles down my chin We jump into the van again heading for the shore Dad fiddles with the radio to hear the cricket score ! Oh! Jingle bells etc etc Soon we're at the beach, our rellies shout "Gday!" We swap our Chrissie pressies, a boogy board hurray! We change into our togs, adown to the sea we run, What a joy to splash and swim, summer's so much fun. Oh! Jingle bells etc etc The grown-ups call us in, they've laid out such a spread Christmas Dinner's fish 'n' chips, with saveloys and bread, L & P to drink, pavlova, pud and pie, Anzac bikkies, choccy fish - it's cracker Kiwi kai! Oh! Jingle bells etc etc Us kids are keen to play but our dads all want to nap The sunblock starts to fly, as mum go slip slop slap. We race out to the sand to play a game of touch All our cuzzies are too slow, because they ate so much ! Oh jingle bells etc etc The barbeque heats up as the sun begins to sink Our tea's as good as gold, we've scoffed it in a wink It's nearly time for bed, we've had an awesome day Celebrating Christmas time the real New Zealand way. Oh! jingle bells etc |
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through the bush, in a rusty Holden ute, Kicking up the dust, chillybin in the boot. The kids are on the back - singing Christmas songs, It's summertime and I am in - my singlet, shorts and thongs. Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, Christmas in New Zealand on a scorching summer's day, Hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut! Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden ute. Engine's getting hot, we dodge some pukekos, A shearer climbs aboard, "Hey, no worries bro!" All the family's there, sitting by the pool, Christmas Day the Kiwi way, by the barbecue. Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, Christmas in New Zealand on a scorching summer's day, Hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut! Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden ute. Come the afternoon, Grandpa has a doze, The kids and Uncle Kevin are all swimming in their clothes. The time comes round to go, we take the family snap, Pack the car and all shoot through before the washing up. Oh! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, Christmas in New Zealand on a scorching summer's day, Hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, Christmas time is beaut! Oh what fun it is to ride in a rusty Holden ute. |