I Want a Cobra For Christmas
I want a cobra for Christmas
Only a cobra will do
Don't want any other junk, certainly no toy
I want a cobra that will eat up a large boy.
I want a Cobra for Christmas
And maybe some nutty trail mix.
I don't think Santa Claus will mind, do you?
He can bring a wife and children too.
I can see him now on Christmas morning
Slithering toward my cousin’s head.
Oh what joy I will feel inside.
When I sense him inside the cobra instead
Of bothering me like he usually does.
Yes, cousin you had better hide
For I want a cobra for Christmas
Only a cobra will do
No fake cobras, and not one that is stuffed.
I want a l lively one that can easily get puffed.
And cobras like me, too
My family had one once when I was two.
I used to play near the cage, and we talked to each other.
You can ask my dad, and my grandmother.
They were turned off, but I was enthralled.
I want a cobra who can laugh and can crawl.
I can see me now on Christmas morning
Creeping down the stairs
Oh what joy, what surprise
When I open up my eyes
To see a cobra family standing there
I want a cobra for Christmas
Only a cobra will do
No fake cobras, and not one that is stuffed.
I want a l lively one that can easily get puffed.
It’s a perk also that cobras like me too.
No other present will ever do!
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