Frasier

Frasier hears when I cry Frasier sounds just like him She was a warm night Houston time She was a blast on a quarter to light Boy, you went way out there To find the girl next door Every time Frasier takes his eyes off of her Frasier says a sweet prayer for Santa Claus Frasier kiss me Frasier kiss me Frasier hold me Frasier kiss me There is a tortured boy in my mind (Please take me away from here) I call him up just when the mood is right And every time Frasier takes his eyes off of her Frasier says a sweet prayer for Santa Claus Frasier kiss me Frasier kiss me Frasier hold me Frasier kiss me Frasier kiss me Frasier kiss me Frasier hold me Frasier kiss me Frasier I'm listening, caller