It was Christmas Eve, babe,

In the drunk tank,

I’m turning my face away. (But still dreaming of you.)

An old man said to me

Won’t see another one.

And then he sang a song…

That rare ol mountain dew

I started to cry

Nope, I turned my face away

I wore my shoes out walking the floor.

And dreamed about you.

Got on a lucky one

Came in eighteen to one

I’ve got a feeling
This year’s made for me and you.

So happy Christmas
I love you baby

You’re a bum
You’re a punk
You’re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead
On a drip in that bed
You scumbag
You maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas your ass
I pray God it’s our last

Who says nobody is writing any new Christmas songs?

You skipped nemo. Also, I don’t think you can call this a new song anymore. Yeah, that makes me feel bad too. It was 10 years ago the first time I participated in one of these.

Getting back to it…

I can see a better time
when all our dreams come true.

I could have been someone.:frowning:

Well, so could anyone

So happy Christmas
I love you baby

I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true