Lyrics

Here she comes down the hall creeping.
All bouncing boughs Holly's a heaping.

Don she now only her yuletide cheer.
Straight to the top,
I'm gonna drop this sled in second gear.

It's cold and dark outside I know.
Just curl up on my by the warm fire's glow.
We'll make sweet music all our own.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Tis the season for some pleasing
Quit Your Teasing
Let's Fa la la la la la la -- La La -- Fa la la la la la

Gone away bastard blue bird bleating.
O' Glistening sight,
You bear repeating.

Don't need no mA?Acnage A?A  trois tonight
I'm gonna rock your little socks like it's my civil right.

It's cold as a witch's tit I know.
Still you're making my merry measure grow.
Duece, deuce, jom blaze this shit foe show.
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

Tis the season for some pleasing
Quit Your Teasing
Let's Fa la la la la la la -- La La -- Fa la la la la la