Christmas Eve Night At The Poor House
Sung By: Lenny and the Squiggtones
I once was the jolliest fat man
with roses in all of my cheeks
Id load up my sled every christmas
and go on a drunk for 2 weeks
my friends said they saw me on rooftops
and sliding down chimneys at dawn
with my reindeer at hand
i would glide cross the land
and wake up on somebodys lawn
one christmas my wife left this message
each christmas ive spent by myself
im sick of your stupid tradition
so ive run off to spain with an elf.
then the old man started dying,
he screamed may the lord take my soul
we went thru his wallet
to see who he was
his address read simply "north pole"
so next time you go by the poor house
if by the poorhouse you go
just take off your hat
to a dead guy whos fat
and whisper a silent...
ho ho.......