You told your mama, you told your pa Mama called the preacher, Daddy called the law But it's alright, it's alright, we did not need them anyway We just won't come home on Christmas Or any other holiday
You say behave yourself, I say I'll try You say don't go out tonight and I say why But it's okay, it's okay, everything's gonna be just fine You can fall asleep in your bed, honey And I'll toss and turn in mine
You makin' money, honey, gonna be a star I lie around all day and play guitar But it's okay, it's okay, everything's gonna be alright I'll make breakfast every morning, sugar Sing you lullabies at night
Well you like checkers and I like chess I like you naked and you like to dress But it's okay, it's okay, everything's gonna be just fine Naked Checkers every Friday I bet you beat me every time
You told your mama, you told your pa Mama called the preacher, Daddy called the law But it's alright, it's alright, we did not need them anyway We just won't come home on Christmas Or any other holiday.