Christmas Dinner
The ham was golden brown
With glazed sugar upon it
The Turkey was there to
A breast for you and a thigh for me
The yams just came out of the oven
I need a mixed drink
Father is in watching TV
With his feet up in his chair
The boy’s are all running around
Acting like fools
The apple pie is done crisp and golden brown
I need a mixed drink
The settings are on the table all candles lit
Grandmother is having a fit
Her teeth went down the garbage despoil
JOHNNY DON’T FLICK THAT SWITCH
I need a double mix drink
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