What The Hell (It's The Holidays) · letra

It's 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, it’s the holiday
Tables set with cakes and pies And goodies all around There's a turkey in the middle That weights 47 lbs And I know I should stay away What the hell – it's the holidays
I’ve 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 it's the holidays Dad fixing eggnog He's pouring in the rum Doctor says I shouldn't But I'm gonna get me some Just 4 or 5 will be ok What the hell – it's the holidays
Now we're out at Barry's truck Chasing makers mark with 7up Cousin Kenny’s throwing up Oh what a shame Steve brought his potato gun Now we’re gonna have some fun Oops he blew the window Out of mom's Chevrolet What the hell it’s the holidays
It's 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 it's the holidays
The sheriff just hauled him away What the hell it's the holidays