Here in my car
I feel safest of all
I can lock all my doors
Its the only way to live
In cars
While riding in my Cadillac, what, to my surprise,
A little Nash Rambler was following me, about one-third my size.
The guy must have wanted it to pass me up
As he kept on tooting his horn. Beep! Beep!
I’ll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
Beep, beep. (Beep, beep.)
His horn went, beep, beep, beep. (Beep! Beep!).
It’s the little old lady from Pasadena
If you see her on the street don’t try to choose her
(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
You might drive a goer but you’ll never lose her
(Go, Granny, go, Granny, go Granny go)
Well, she’s gonna get a ticket now sooner or later
'Cause she can’t keep her foot off the accelerator
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and grandpa we believe
Over the river and through the woods
To grandmother’s house we go
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through wide and drifting snow
Papa looks over at the small gathering
Remembering days gone by
Smiles at the children as he watches them play
And wishes his wife was still by his side
She would always cook dinner on Thanksgiving Day
Come on Carrie, carry me a little farther
Come on Carrie, carry me one more mile
I don’t know where it’s leading to
But I know I can make it if I lean on you
So come on Carrie, carry me a little
I carried you, now carry me a little
Come on Carrie, carry me a little while
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There’s where the cotton and the corn and taters grow
Hey Carrie Anne
What’s your game now, can anybody play?
May I play for you, pa-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum,
On my drum?
I don’t wanna work
I just want to bang on the drum all day
Snowbound
Let’s sleep in today
Wake me up
When the wolves come out to play
Snowfall
Softly
Gently drift down
Snowflakes
Whisper
'Neath my window
(I got to get home) But, baby, you’d freeze out there
(Say lend me a coat) It’s up to your knees out there
(You’ve really been grand) I thrill when you touch my hand
(But don’t you see) How can you do this thing to me
I cannot remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form
What do I care if icicles form
I’ve got my love to keep me warm
Little daughter of mine, I can’t for the life of me
Remember a sadder day, I know they say let it be
If we make it through December
Everything’s gonna be all right, I know
It’s the coldest time of winter
And I shiver when I see the falling snow
But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn’t take one more step
I’d like to sing about all the things
Your eyes and mind can see
So hop aboard the turntable
Oh step into Christmas with me
Are we demented or am I disturbed?
The space that’s in between insane and insecure
Oh therapy, can you please fill the void?