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I Farted on Santa's Lap (Now Christmas Is Gonna Stink for Me)
by The Little Stinkers



Mom made beans for dinner, I know I ate 'em all
Said, "Come get your coat on, goin' to the mall."
Gonna visit Santa and sit upon his knee
But all that I could think about was how not to cut the cheese.

Waiting there for Santa, thought that I'd explode
The gas bubble grew bigger with every ho-ho-ho
Tried my best to hide it, thought I was doin' swell
But when I sat down on Santa's lap, he hollered, "What's that smell?"

I farted on Santa's lap
Now Christmas is gonna stink for me
I farted on Santa's lap
Now I'll (raspberry fart) under my Christmas tree.

I asked him for a baseball, I asked him for a bat
I asked him for some ice skates, but I'll get none of that.
I asked him for a lot of things I'll have to do without
'Cause when I sat down on Santa's lap, I let one slip out.

I farted on Santa's lap
Now Christmas is gonna stink for me
I farted on Santa's lap
Now I'll (raspberry fart) under my Christmas tree.

On Christmas Eve, I snuck out of my bed without a sound
I went down to the living room just to take a look around
It was then that I saw Santa next to the Christmas tree
His arms were full of presents and they were all for me!

He put them on a pile, got up to turn around
And blew a fart with such great force, our tree almost came down!
And so I'll always cherish that special moment when
I realize even Old Saint Nick whurps one now and then!

I farted on Santa's lap
And Christmas didn't stink for me
I farted on Santa's lap
And Santa let one on my Christmas tree!
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Lyrics submitted by Kat.
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