When my little dog’s settle down
On Christmas Eve
amidst the snores
The little doggies
dream like a child
And they dream about
Santa Paws
When my little dog’s settle down
On Christmas Eve
amidst the snores
The little doggies
dream like a child
And they dream about
Santa Paws
The latest gossip is in from the North Pole
And the Claus’s have
divorced you know
So why did Santa
divorce Mrs. Claus?
Because he found out
she was a ho ho ho
Scrooge hates Christmas
But loves all of the
reindeer
And the simple reason
for that is
To him every buck is
dear
You know it really gets me down
As you wait patiently
in the queue
Waiting in line at the
supermarket
And the line of People
behind you
When as another checkout
opens up
They suddenly dash
ahead of you
To the newly opened
checkout
And you’re at the back
of your queue
And all those
impatient shoppers
Get served and
finished before you
Is there anything more annoying?
Is anything quite as
wrong?
As the DJ on the radio
Not telling you who
sang the song
Foghorn Leghorn had a girlfriend
And her name was
feathery Beth
But her feathers all
pointed the wrong way
And she tickled
herself to death
You can liken women’s breasts to a
Birthday gift of a
train set, for lads
They were originally
meant for kids
But who gets to play
with them, Dads