Jimmy OIOIOIO - Parson Brown Lyrics

You can build a snowman and pretend he's Parson Brown
Not me tho, we're tight, and I invite him down
To my house for Christmas, and I think he's in town
Parson Brown goin' down, now of that I like the sound!
My favorite spread is cheer, second place is cream cheese
It's Christmastime in Stockholm, but I'm in Helsinkis
Might hit up Monaco 'cause I like principalities
New Jersey has a lot of great municipalities!
It's cold out, Ms. Frost, I'll have the cod
With a glass of the house red and the blouse green
With the nutmeg in the nog and I'm hosting
I will play some Christmas movies on the TV screen
And that radio stays bumpin' Christmas Spleen
Parson Brown is here, I wonder what he brought
He hands me a big tray, and says, "Careful, it's hot"
I hold it with a mitt, I try to get a waft
I say, "Well what is it?"
He says, "It's Christmas cod!"
It's a Winter Wonderland on my wrist like that
Conspire by the fire, it just hits like that
He asks me if I'm married, said "I wish" like that
Ms. Frost and Parson Brown then shared a kiss like that (Muah)