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Santa baby, slip a Rolex under the tree
For me
I've been an awful good guy
Santa buddy, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa buddy, a sixty five
I saw her Sunday
Down by the breakers
She drove right by me
I was stunned to realize
That she was riding with
That dime-a-dozen guy
First
"I wanna score goals"
The coach said, "Buddy, remember your role
The fast guys get paid, they shoot, they score
Protect them, Buddy, that's what
Your big nose in my business
That's Nosey Joe, the nosiest guy I know

Old Nosey finally lost his life
Messin' with my buddy's wife
My buddy caught
mess with a guy like me
'Cause guys like me drink too many beers on Friday after work
Our best blue jeans have Skoal rings
We wear our boots to church
So
with lovin' on her mind
Well I was almost tempted by her soft touch and her sigh
But the next time I saw him I could look him in the eye

That's one
Days into weeks
Weeks into months
Months into years I'm blue
I'm cracking up over you

I can't survive
I need you here by my side
Ever word I say is
joke and it's not funny 
Burns are red bruises blue 
Out with the old cheated by the new 
Do you suffer from long term 
Memory loss? 
I don't
you sure look good
With your blue eyes
Pretty blue eyes

Saw you from my window
My heart skipped a beat
Gonna sit by your doorstep
So that I can
and it's not funny
Burns are red bruises blue
Out with the old cheated by the new

Do you suffer from long-term
Memory loss? 
I don't remember...
And I'll know it's time to leave

With my drinkin' buddy
She's got tight blue jeans, uh huh,
Long blond hair
And she's a cowboy's dream

She can knock
door is sunnin' in the nude
I got those mean old subdivision blues
But I bought my house because it was located near a school
Now a bus comes by
ain't no phony
	Yeah, we're no baloney homosapiens

	We're black and white
	You're green and blue
	Well, we're all right, so are you... I think
	My
joke and it's not funny 
Burns are red bruises blue 
Out with the old cheated by the new 
Do you suffer from long term 
Memory loss? 
I don't
blue

And that's why (and that's why)

We-ooh, I look just like Buddy Holly
Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us
I wouldn't outrun them blue lights

And I remember when granddad died
I had my boys right by side
Saying, "It's alright, he had a hell of a life"
blue

And that's why (And that's why)

We-ooh, I look just like Buddy Holly
Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us
joke and it's not funny 
Burns are red bruises blue 
Out with the old cheated by the new 
Do you suffer from long term 
Memory loss? 
I don't
They done showed up to squoosh my head, but I was saved by this guy they
call
Well they call him Mojo's dad cause he's a screaming lunatic
Librarian
it
Neither one of those three would have been with it
As they fell to the floor and got rougher
Now the family has got to suffer
Pallbearers got
Somewhere there's a rainbow
With a pot of gold,
But, by the time you get there
It's been taken and sold 

So I keep saying, baby

All in the name
shiver make you blue
I'm stay close by your window
Give your blankets to hold on to
So sleep my baby for a while
You'll wake with the light
Performed by adam sandler, frank, judd, and allen

Transcribed by a fan


M1: "hey, it's great to have us all out on a road trip again this is gonna
And the teardrops they were blinding his big blue eyes,
"You're too late, sir my doggie's dead and no help can save him now
But I'll meet my precious Buddy up in
you sure look good
With your blue eyes, pretty blue eyes

Saw you from my window
My heart skipped a beat
Gonna sit by your doorstep
So that I can