Santa is coming   She's looking alright   She knows how to turn on a party   They've turned down the lights      50 little black dresses   Silver trays of champagne   She's looking at the card on your jacket   She said, "it's such a nice name"      You're just a cowboy   You like to ride alone on the range   There's a whole lot of love in the room   You feel like you are 18 again   18 again      Hit the spotlight and she started dancing   In Santa Clause clothes   Christmas stocking hanging off her shoulder   And a ring through her nose      Look out, she's coming over   You're a long way from home   "And you can tell me," she said, "there's nobody listening"   "Just pretend we are alone"      You're just a cowboy   You like to ride alone on the range   There's a whole lot of love in the room   You feel like you are 18 again   18 again      She made you feel like you were 18 again   18 again      All the board of directors   They're raising their glasses for you   Feel the love on this night of nights   You are one of the chosen few      Call it the art of deception   You are just trying to lighten the load   Put your fear in the danger   They call it the code of the road      18 again   18 again      She made you feel like you were 18 again   18 again