[Note: I know we’ve got no singing talent,
But our desire to extend Christmas merriment
Overrides any shame and embarrassment.

 Thanks to Cabana Boy’s help with music and lyrics,
This quasi-rap song is performed by yours truly
And some rapper wannabees.

 Our amateur audio performance moniker:
Two Foxy Chicks and a Hot Cougar]

Christmas Gotta Go On

Say what, whut
But . . . but . . .
Christmas can’t be over!

I’m not done wearing my ugly sweater
Christmas, man, is so much better
No, no, it’s gotta go on,
Lay off that tree, you moron!

Christmas ain’t done just yet,
I’se still waitin’ for my choo choo set.
Yo, Santa, you dissin’ me here,
Where be my Christmas cheer?

I been drinkin’ my nog and Jack,
Yo, Santa, you dissin’ my shack.

Say what, whut

I hear da ringin’
Santa, Santa, what you bringin’?

Don’t you worry, I’se ready to snooze,
I’ll leave out cookies, apple pie, and booze.