Lyrics:
Like a fixture down on Main Street
She stood there all year long
With a tin cup and a tamborine
Singing Christmas songs
Folks thought she was crazy
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
this. It's Christmas. He has presents for you guys. And my mom was like, Your father doesn't care. He's not going to let your boyfriend come into this
we'll lie by the fire
'Til the sleet simply knocks 'em all away
Well I wish it could be Christmas, every day
When the kids start singing and the band
It's so fantastic
Snowflakes falling by the second
I'm reminiscing
When I was with you last Christmas
I get excited
'Cause when I'm with you it's
to you here on the holidays
Hearing you say merry Christmas
It just warms my heart, man
It's like soul food, like fired okra
Dude, I'm having a great
I made sure to change from my pajamas to real clothing and report to my keyboard in my living room by 5:00 PM every day, I had to write at least one
just so darn neat
I kinda wish every day was Christmas
Except for, Christmas Eve
And uh, the fourth of July
We wouldn't wanna miss out
(Christmas Day)
And every other day - it’s the only way
We gotta start giving love
Like every day was Christmas Day
What we need is love
What the world needs
to Christmas music 24 hours a day for five straight fucking days and if that sounds normal to anyone, I would like to see your search history, okay? Because that
(haha)
They hated on Dave Chapelle but couldn't stop 'em
Netflix was like, "If you don't like it, don't watch him" (word)
Bill Cosby came home, I'm glad
birthday
Everyday like Christmas
Everyday my birthday
Everyday like Christmas
Everyday my birthday
Every day like Christmas everyday my birthday
I met this
and seek
Piggy's hiding on the table with
An apple in her teeth
Granny's sitting by the fire
She's just trying to get some sleep
And Cartoon Cat is in her
a Christmas baby
Born on Christmas Day
Overshadowed by the holiday
But if you'd come here then maybe
You'll sing happy birthday to me
Cause I'm a Christmas baby
Okay, good day, this is our Christmas part of the album
And you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh
Or to yourself on Christmas Eve, if
a nod to the fact that every day in my world is about Christmas and I took all of the songs, all of the songs that I offered to Kelly Clarkson and I
fun and it's only just begun
Wake up, it's Christmas
The kids are playing outside, like it was summertime
Wake up, it's Christmas
It's the 25th Day
Okay, good day, this is our Christmas part of the album
And you can play this at your Christmas parties, uh
Or to yourself on Christmas Eve, if
far greater
I am like Michael Angelo the archangel
If he was a dark natured art painter
Painting a picture of heart failure
Look at the all the trash In
kid. I used to cry every Christmas 'cause I didn't get the Mikes.
I don't know what it was about the Christmas Mikes, my mom just wouldn't get 'em.
ears
So we'll lie by the fire
'Til the sleep simply knocks 'em all away
Well I wish it could be Christmas, every day
When the kids start singing
carry me away
But I've been waiting here all day
And one just hasn't come my way
Now excuse me if I'm not being reverent
But I was hoping for a miracle
Friends all warmed up by the fire
Sometimes I just wish that I
Could always feel this way
Like it's Christmas every day
As for me
There's nothing
I gave her my Heart
But she still want a fuckboy
I can't always wait & see until I drop oh
I don't ever know if you can see the real me
Baby just
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