Lyrics:
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
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
Folks dressed up like Eskimos
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
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
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
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
Melcher
Arranged by Jack Andrews
[CITIZENS OF HALLOWEEN]
Something's up with Jack
Something's up with Jack
Don't know if we're ever going to get him back
He's all alone up
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir
Folks dressed up like Eskimos
the decent way for a Bo to go
Home to the by and by;
I knew that fever had you, Jack
And that doctor just wouldn't come
He was too busy treatin'
the decent way for a Bo to go
Home to the by and by
I knew that fever had you, Jack
And that doctor just wouldn't come
He was too busy treatin'
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
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
walkin' back
Yeah, I wrote the book
But there's one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand
One that says don't cuss and don't fight
Or let the bottle
No one to talk with, all by myself
No one to walk with, I'm happy on the shelf babe
Ain't misbehavin', savin' my love for you
I know for certain
No one to talk with, all by myself
No one to walk with, I'm happy on the shelf babe
Ain't misbehaving, saving my love for you
I know for certain
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
blame it
All on Jack
Who's Jack you ask me
You say, I say it every time
But the rhyme goes
Into your head down
punk? You living foul
Here's what my game is, here is what my aim is
A washed up rapper needs a washer, my name is--
[Chorus:]
Jack the Ripper
The old maid's a waitin' for leap year to come the crooner's just waitin' to sing
The old cow's standin' by the Bull Durham sign
Just waitin' for
By the ranks or single file
Over ev'ry jungle mile
Oh, we stamp and crush
Through the underbrush
In a military style
In a military style
Hup
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.
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