Christmas Dreams
Christmas dream
And drunken alibies to yo
I can't believ
I danced with naked with the turke
I got stuffing everywher
I didn't mean to throw up in the children's hai
And I'm sorry I shot your do
But at the time my mind was in a fo
I went and poured the punc
Then I had a cup of rosy win
Guess I had a drop to muc
'Cause when I woke up I was dizzy and blin
Wish I hadn't burned your house to the groun
But the Christmas season always gets me dow
So darlin' if you're free in the new yea
Maybe we could go out for a bee
Christmas dream
And drunken alibies to you.