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Grandpa Got Run Over By A Beer Truck (Fractured Christmas Song)


Grandpa got run over by a beer truck 
Walking from the tavern Christmas night, 
He landed face first into the snow bank 
Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. 

Grandpa drank whiskey and eggnog 
Then mixed them with some beer, 
He was dancing to techno music 
And singing with Santa's reindeer. 

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck 
Walking from the tavern Christmas night, 
He landed face first into the snow bank 
Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. 

What will be his excuse to grandma 
When she smells alcohol on his breath? 
He'll probably say he got into a fight 
Santa almost beat him half to death. 

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck 
Walking from the tavern Christmas night, 
He landed face first into the snow bank 
Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. 

Grandpa staggered out of the tavern 
He was running into the walls, 
Let me say, his vision was rather blurred 
When his pet doberman bit him in the b@lls. 

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck 
Walking from the tavern Christmas night, 
He landed face first into the snow bank 
Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. 

He had tire marks up his backside 
Serves him right for getting drunk, 
The driver of the beer truck picked him up 
And stuffed grandpa in the trunk. 

Grandpa got run over by a beer truck 
Walking from the tavern Christmas night, 
He landed face first into the snow bank 
Let me tell you now, it was quite the sight. 

Copyright Cynthia Jones 
Dec.24/2005 

It took me a year to figure out what to write, but here it is. :0)

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