We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We're gonna spread a lot of cheer
Well, it's our favorite time of year
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got presents on the brain
And eggnog pumping through the veins
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
Every little thing I want I write in my own hand
On a crumbled list, lick that stamp and send it to the man,
And if it goes according to plan, on the 25th of December
I declare, "Best Christmas I can remember baby!"
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
My stockings will expand
They only take designer brands
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
In the department store, to the right of the down escalator
There he sat like a slug some overweight second-rater
Dime-store beard and hat, shiny boots, red suit
Could it be him? Santa look like Elvis Presley, no way!
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
Lotsa room under the tree
We'll have a Zombie Jamboree
We got a happy holiday, my baby
Here's our seasonal message:
I'm packed for the best vacation of the year
A week in the Caribbean, the beach frontier
On the way to the airport, the car breaks down
Daddy says, "This holiday we're sticking around.
Come on son, you can even help me string the lights!"
I'm feeling paler by the minute but I don't want to fight.
So it's snowing like an avalanche, we're up on the roof
Them reindeer better have deep treads on their hooves,
"Dagnamit, son, the darned cord don't reach!"
And all I'm thinkin'
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We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We're gonna spread a lot of cheer
Well, it's our favorite time of year
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got presents on the brain
And eggnog pumping through the veins
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
Every little thing I want I write in my own hand
On a crumbled list, lick that stamp and send it to the man,
And if it goes according to plan, on the 25th of December
I declare, "Best Christmas I can remember baby!"
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
My stockings will expand
They only take designer brands
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
In the department store, to the right of the down escalator
There he sat like a slug some overweight second-rater
Dime-store beard and hat, shiny boots, red suit
Could it be him? Santa look like Elvis Presley, no way!
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
Lotsa room under the tree
We'll have a Zombie Jamboree
We got a happy holiday, my baby
Here's our seasonal message:
I'm packed for the best vacation of the year
A week in the Caribbean, the beach frontier
On the way to the airport, the car breaks down
Daddy says, "This holiday we're sticking around.
Come on son, you can even help me string the lights!"
I'm feeling paler by the minute but I don't want to fight.
So it's snowing like an avalanche, we're up on the roof
Them reindeer better have deep treads on their hooves,
"Dagnamit, son, the darned cord don't reach!"
And all I'm thinkin'
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We're gonna spread a lot of cheer
Well, it's our favorite time of year
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got presents on the brain
And eggnog pumping through the veins
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
Every little thing I want I write in my own hand
On a crumbled list, lick that stamp and send it to the man,
And if it goes according to plan, on the 25th of December
I declare, "Best Christmas I can remember baby!"
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
My stockings will expand
They only take designer brands
We got a happy holiday, my baby.
In the department store, to the right of the down escalator
There he sat like a slug some overweight second-rater
Dime-store beard and hat, shiny boots, red suit
Could it be him? Santa look like Elvis Presley, no way!
We got a happy holiday, my baby
We got a happy holiday, my baby
Lotsa room under the tree
We'll have a Zombie Jamboree
We got a happy holiday, my baby
Here's our seasonal message:
I'm packed for the best vacation of the year
A week in the Caribbean, the beach frontier
On the way to the airport, the car breaks down
Daddy says, "This holiday we're sticking around.
Come on son, you can even help me string the lights!"
I'm feeling paler by the minute but I don't want to fight.
So it's snowing like an avalanche, we're up on the roof
Them reindeer better have deep treads on their hooves,
"Dagnamit, son, the darned cord don't reach!"
And all I'm thinkin'