Lyrics What the Hell Child Is This? - Chef

What the Hell Child Is This?

Sometimes that love goes bad
But other times its so right!
Yeah, I know we’ve been through some rough waters
But most of the time our thing is off the hook!
I just want to know one thing…
What child is this
You’ve laid to rest
At my feet
This is not the time.
I know that I’m not responsible
It’s white so it cannot be mine.
No, this, this is Christ the King.
With a feeling of relief
I cannot sing.
Haste, haste to bring him laud
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Mmmmm, Son of Mary!
(Son of Mary)
Little bitty baby!
(Mary)
So, bring him incense, gold, and myrrh
Come peasant king to own Him.
The King of kings, salvation brings,
Let loving hearts enthrone Him.
Raise, raise the song on high
The Virgin sings her lullaby.
Joy, joy, for Christ is born
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Son of Mary
(Son of Mary)
Little bitty baby
(Little bitty baby, yeah)
I’m gonna lay you down by the yule log
I’m gonna gonna love you right.
Baby, I’m gonna deck your halls
And silent your night!
You’ll hear the herald angels sing
When I’m sliding off your bra.
I just can’t wait to jingle your bells
And fa la la your la!
(Fa la la your la)
This, this is Christmas Day
A time for lovers to celebrate.
I’m gonna ding dong you merrily on high
Because this is the season for giving!
(Give it to me baby, give it to me baby)
…Season for giving
(Season for giving, give me love!)
…Season for living
(Season for living, give me love!)
…Season for giving
(Season for giving)
…Giving you love
(Give me love!)
…Giving you good love
(Season for good love!)
…Whole lotta love
(Give me love!)
…Making love
(Season for giving)
…By the fire
(Give me love!)
…Whole lotta love
(Season for good love)
…By the fire
(Give me love!)
…Don't need no mistletoe
(Season for giving)
…You've got toes
(Give me love!)
…Whole lotta loving
(Season for good love!)
…Love
(Give me love!)
…Jingle bells
(Season for giving, give me love!
…Fa la la your la.
(Season for good love, give me love!)