"The Christmas Song"
Mall stores decked out in their glitziness,
Clerks with frowns on every face,
Wonder where all their patience has gone --
Hey, look, one just sprayed a kid with mace!
For bargains shoppers race...
Down aisles loaded up with crap,
Same thing each and every year.
Wishing you were home just eating some chips
And washing it all down with beer.
chorus
The lot is jammed with SUVs,
Arrows don't matter, they're drivin' where they please.
And they will run you down as tempers fly
As for a parking space all drivers vie.
But here I am just sitting in my underwear
Shopping on line makes me feel so free!
The DHG site is made for us guys,
So let the postman, happy postman,
let the postman bring those gifts to me!
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