Lyrics:
ain't exact
For the past four or five she was banned by the pack
Hip to the witness, putting on a plan
No money, no more Puddy Tat for the man
Jack
I got a letter
It come to me by mail
My baby's coming' home
I hope that she don't fail
[Chorus]
Because I feel so good
I feel so good
You
Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset, and Jane is her vest
And me, I'm in a rock 'n roll band, ha
Ridin' in a Stutz
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for
Soldier Jack, in the desert's wrath
From Kansas plains, a soldier named Jack
Inspired by gramps, no looking back
Joined the army, served with pride
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Standing on the corner
Suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset, and Jane is her vest
And me, I'm in a rock 'n roll band, ha
Ridin' in a Stutz
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
your chops and take time
To contemplate your stall
Every morning, pass by the mirror
Chuckle at your smiling face
"So good to see you—you're
In the beginning there was Jack,
And Jack had a groove,
And from this groove came the groove of all grooves.
And while one day viciously throwing
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
I was standing by the window yesterday morning,
Without a thought of worry or of care,
When I saw the postman coming up the pathway,
With such
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
knees
Jack, get back, come on before we crack
Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose
You're playing so cool, obeying every rule
Deep way down in
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Oh everybody
lair
Three days are passing by
cnd Jack's wife could naught but cry
Fat still on the rat, and oh my where is Jack
He rose again and up top he must
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos
Something's wrong with Jack
Something's wrong with Jack
Don't know if we're ever gonna get him back
He's all alone up there, locked away inside
Never
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.
a finger so, girl, don't you dare
I'll light the candles on the mantle, let 'em take it from there
So don't you worry 'bout the whiskey, that's on Jack
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
And folks dressed up like eskimos
Please take me into a tavern so I can drink cll that I can drink
Satan said sure with a smile in a wink
See Stingy Jack drank whiskey by the bottle
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