Christmas dreams
And drunken alibies to you
I can't believe
I danced with naked with the turkey
I got stuffing everywhere
I didn't mean to throw up in the children's hair
And i'm sorry i shot your dog
But at the time my mind was in a fog
I went and poured the punch
Then i had a cup of rosy wine
Guess i had a drop to much
'cause when i woke up i was dizzy and blind
Wish i hadn't burned your house to the ground
But the christmas season always gets me down
So darlin' if you're free in the new year
Maybe we could go out for a beer
Christmas dreams
And drunken alibies to you.
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