Christmas - I Love Its GutsJack Frost drops a foot of snow
Grandpa's caught his winter cold
Children screeching at their parents while they're shopping
Soon they will be squawking
To see what's in their stockings
Call me a sentimental fool
Call me a dreamer, if you must
But when it comes to Christmas
I love its guts
It's so damn cold the car won't start
The bank's put a hold on my credit cards
There's not much of anything to like about the season
The pipes are always freezin'
And Grandpa's always sneezin'
Call me a sentimental fool
Call me old-fashioned, out of touch
But when it comes to Christmas
I love its guts
Seems they've got a special day for every season
But those other holidays - I can take 'em or leave 'em
When my friends say they hate Christmas - I don't believe 'em
'Cause when they hear I'm wrappin' gifts they want to see them
..and they want to squeeze them!
Maybe I'm a sentimental fool
Maybe I'm a dreamer - maybe not
When it comes to Christmas
~ I'm very festivious!
When it comes to Christmas
~ and I'm not even very religeeee - ous!
When it comes to Christmas..
I LOVE ITS GUTS!!