Well, I don’t see no snow upon the ground, Yeah, the jingle bells are ringing, But I don’t hear a sound And though I can’t say why you left, I can say this, I’ll be drinking this christmas
Well I’m making a list, and I’m checking it twice, Bourbon, Scotch, Brandy and plenty of ice, So when my friends, they ask me what I’m doing on the 25th, I tell ‘em I’ll be drinking this christmas
No chestnuts roasting on an open fire, No walking in a winter wonderland, ‘cause I’m rudolph the red nosed asshole, Too drunk to understand
I don’t see you when you are sleeping, I don’t know when you’re awake, I don’t know if you’re being bad or good, Or if I’m making a big mistake
Ain’t no “White Christmas” playing on this radio, Ain’t no lips to kiss under this mistletoe, So until you come back, I’m afraid I must insist. That I be drinking this christmas