Chicagolady sent me an email last night, and as I was reading the lyrics...I realized I knew the song. After a few minutes of digging in Youtube, I found it so I thought I'd share. The lyrics are below the video if you'd care to sing along.
* The first thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Is finding a Christmas tree.
* The second thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Rigging up the light stand and finding a Christmas tree.
* The third thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Hangovers, rigging up the light stand and finding a Christmas tree.
* The fourth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Sending Christmas cards, hangovers, rigging up the light stand and finding a Christmas tree.
* The fifth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Five month of bills, sending Christmas cards, hangovers, rigging up the light stand finding a Christmas tree.
* The sixth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Facing my in-laws, five months of bills, I hate those Christmas cards, hangovers, rigging up the light stand ... And finding a Christmas tree.
* The seventh thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... the Salvation Army, facing my in-laws, five months of bills, sending Christmas cards, ohhh jeez, I'm trying to rig up the light stand ... And finding a Christmas tree.
* The eighth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... (kids voice) I want a transformer for Christmas, Charities and what do you mean your in-laws? Five months of bills, uh making up these cards, please get me a beer huh, What! We have no extension cords? ... And finding a Christmas tree.
* The ninth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Finding parking spaces, (kid) Daddy I want some candy, donations, facing my in-laws, five months of bills, writing out those Christmas cards, hangovers, now why the hell are they blinking? .... And finding a Christmas tree.
* The tenth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Batteries not included, no parking spaces, (kid) by me something, get a job you bum, facing my in-laws, five months of bills, yo-ho sending Christmas cards, oh-geez look at this, one light goes out they all go out ... And finding a Christmas tree.
* The eleventh thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Stale T.V. dinners, batteries not included, no parking spaces (kid) Mom I gotta go bathroom, charities, she's a witch I hate her, five months of bills, I don't even know half these people, Oh who has the toilet paper, turn the flashlight on I blew a fuse ... And finding a Christmas tree.
* The twelfth thing at Christmas that's such a pain to me ..... Singing Christmas carols, stale T.V. dinners, batteries not included, no parking, (kid crying) charities, gonna make them dinner, five months of bills, I'm not sending em mister that's it, shut up you, if you're so smart you rig up the light stand ... And finding a Christmas tree.
10 comments:
Hahaha, I love this song. Haven't heard it this year yet. My fave part is the end when it's all just a hot mess.
And I definitely felt the pain of trying to get a Christmas tree yesterday. Today had better be the day dammit!
Ahhhh yes...Christmas can be a big pain if you let it! You need a lot of patience this time of year!
get a Christmas tree yesterday. Today had better be the day dammit!
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I was putting the email into "melody" last night..didn't sound as good as the song LOL
LOL I had forgotten about this one!
I'll never here that song again with out a smirk.
Hmmm....I don't remember ever hearing this song. (where have i been?) Thanks for finding the video. Pretty cute! (stringing the lights on the tree always frustrates me)
Laffs...
I was reminded of Chevy Chase's Christmas Vacation with the unwanted relatives popping in...
:)
Better power up that second nuke-clear plant... the Griswolds are online!
somebodys got a tune in they head..lol Merry Christmas there sweeties.. hUgs all the way..JR
I was putting the email into "melody" last night..didn't sound as good as the song LOL
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