When I was a kid I used to wonder where my mama hid All the Christmas gifts She pretended that Santa Claus would give
We'd trim the tree Jiffy Pop on a string Lickin' candy canes While I'm listening to Donny sing
Ooh, talkin' about Christmas
Rudolph's nose is bright But big sister tell me, 'He's just a lie' She said, 'Santa ain't coming around 'Cause there's no chimney for him to come down'
So on the evening While pretendin' to sleep We would hear our Daddy Huffin', puffin' and cussin' boxes
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Christmas at my house Christmas at my house Christmas at my house Christmas at my house
We'd never leave cookies for Santa to eat 'Cause he was just an image of a cartoon on a TV, oh
Christmas at my house Christmas at my house Christmas at my house Christmas at my house
Christmas at my house Christmas at my house Christmas at my house Christmas at my house
Christmas at my house Christmas at my house Christmas at my house Christmas at my house ...