Sirius, baby, just slip some silk robes under the tree, for me
I’ve been an awfully good witch,
Sirius, baby, so Floo down to my chimney tonight.
Sirius, baby, you’re flying here by motorbike, and I’d like
To wait up for you,
Sirius, baby, if you fly to my chimney tonight.
Think of all the fun I’ve missed,
With the number one Marauder that I haven’t kissed.
Next year I’ll be hard to resist,
‘Cause I’ve put Amortentia on my Christmas list
Sirius, baby, I want your touch and really
That’s not too much, for a Veela like me
Sirius, baby, you need to Apparate tonight.
Sirius, honey, one thing that I really do need, the deed
To a Gringotts account,
Sirius, cutie, so please don’t Splinch yourself tonight.
Come and trim my Christmas tree
With decorations bought from George Weasley.
A gnome sprayed gold and real fairy lights
And you to Lumos my life tonight.
Sirius, baby, I wouldn’t mind just one little thing, a ring
I don’t mean on the fellytone,
Sirius, baby, and then we’ll be bonded for life.