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Santa's Beard
Once a year my friend puts on a red suit And hangs around with me and my wife Now I can't help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee And she stands beneath the mistletoe screaming For him to stand beneath the mistletoe screaming Now I can't help but feeling jealous each time she climbs on his knee Why must she climb on his knee? I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard She kissed him once and whispered in his ear I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard I wish he would go He's breaking up my home She always had this twisted side to her But she'd never drag my name around town But lately she's been humming cheating songs And I don't like that fat guy around No, I don't like that fat guy around I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard She kissed him once and whispered in his ear I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard I wish he would go He's breaking up my home I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard Thrilling Christmas, trembling fear I saw my baby wearing Santa's beard I wish he would go He's breaking up my home These lyrics are copyrighted material, and its use has not been specifically authorized by the copyright owner. I have set this up as an archive for not-for-profit use, which I consider "fair use" under Title 17, Chapter 1, Section 107 of the US Copyright Law. No one is allowed to use any information on this site for any reason other than private study, scholarship, or research without permission of the copyright holder. As a consequence, any commercial use of this material is prohibited. If the copyright owner deems this site a violation of fair use, the infringing material will be taken down immediately, no questions asked. (Please contact me at webmaster@davidkjones.net in that event.) Furthermore, you can't really experience this work by just reading the lyrics. Buy the albums, if you don't have them already. |
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