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I went downstairs last night, never know what I seen
Old Saint Nick stuck in the chimney, bringin' presents for the tree,
Hes getting older but he still remembers me
You know I'm talkin bout'
Christmas Trees, on Christmas Eve,
Makin memories,
Plates of meat and cheese, smilin' families,
Lipstick on my cheek
Rippin' down the hill in my black and yellow GT,
Brakes by my feet incase I pick up too much speed,
Baileys in my coffee, gonna roll myself some weed
You know I'm gettin drunk on
Christmas Eve, all my friends with me, droppin' LSD,
Takin' keys, till my nose bleeds, now I can't sleep
Got a girl with me, I'm her fantasy, now she's on her knees,
Rippin' B's, pull the choke for me, on Christmas
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