Its that time of year Snow is on the ground Pretty lights and mistletoe Decorate our little town Chris Kringle is loading up his sleigh Oh oh, its the holiday Tables set with cakes and pies And goodies all around Theres a turkey in the middle That weights 47 lbs And I know I should stay away What the hell its the holidays Ive been doing great counting calories And watching weight But that big ole honey bait Is calling my name Pass the butter beans The dressing and the gravy please How about some pie With my next piece of cake What the hell its the holidays Dad fixing eggnog Hes pouring in the rum Doctor says I shouldnt But Im gonna get me some Just 4 or 5 will be ok What the hell its the holidays Now were out at Barrys truck Chasing makers mark with 7up Cousin Kennys throwing up Oh what a shame Steve brought his potato gun Now were gonna have some fun Oops he blew the window Out of moms Chevrolet What the hell its the holidays Its that time of year Snow is on the ground Dad just wrote his name in it I think you know how All the silly games we play What the hell its the holidays The sheriff just hauled him away What the hell its the holidays
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