Red Christmas I Saw Mommy Dissing Santa Claus
(White Christmas) I'm dreaming of a red Christmas Just like the one in the White House Where the trees are crimson And reek of treason Designed by a disgruntled spouse I'm dreaming of a red Christmas With every tweet that I send out As your days are filling with dread And may all your Christmases be red | | (I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus) I saw Mommy dissing Santa Claus Outside on the driveway late last night She said he was so fat That chairs broke when he sat And that he was so ugly That he scared away the rats. I saw Mommy dissing Santa Claus And really made a point of telling him That he’s drinking every day, So his liver ran away. His B.O. is so bad That it keeps the dog at bay. Boy, Mom was really dissing Santa Claus And mocked him endlessly both left and right This morning things are tense And Daddy seems incensed From Mommy dissing Santa Claus last night. |