It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas
I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Underneath the mistletoe last night. ( Because she's a back-stabbing bitch )
She didn't see me creep
down the stairs to have a peep; ( Everyone's already seen it anyway )
She thought that I was tucked
up in my bedroom fast asleep. ( Or frozen to death from that little escape )
Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus ( So that's what they call it, these days )
Underneath his beard so snowy white; ( Wonder where that came from )
Oh, what a laugh it would have been ( After the screams, of course )
If Daddy had only seen ( Oh, he saw it alright )
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night. ( Well imagine that. )
Underneath the mistletoe last night. ( Because she's a back-stabbing bitch )
She didn't see me creep
down the stairs to have a peep; ( Everyone's already seen it anyway )
She thought that I was tucked
up in my bedroom fast asleep. ( Or frozen to death from that little escape )
Then, I saw Mommy tickle Santa Claus ( So that's what they call it, these days )
Underneath his beard so snowy white; ( Wonder where that came from )
Oh, what a laugh it would have been ( After the screams, of course )
If Daddy had only seen ( Oh, he saw it alright )
Mommy kissing Santa Claus last night. ( Well imagine that. )