Hey, daddy loves you, all my little kids
That’s why it hurts me to say
Santa won’t be coming by this year
I’m really sorry, kids
But I spent all the money on alcohol
And you won’t be getting any presents
Well, at least I got a buzz
Daddy drank our Christmas money
Dirty rotten louse
So mommy threw his ass out of the house
Daddy drank our Christmas money
Let’s go kick his butt
He can’t drink if his mouth is wired shut
Whiskey bottles litter the living room
Smells like mom’s perfume
Pee-yew!
The credit card bills never got paid
Daddy gulped his paycheck away
Every year we decorate our tree with empty beer cans
‘Cause that’s the only ornaments we have
Whiskey bottles litter the living room
Smells like mom’s perfume
Pee-yew!
Fe-lussss Navidad
Santa’s dead this year
That slob!
Ne’er again will he ruin Christmas
We’ll kill that jolly old soul
FedEx his big fat ass to the North Pole
Daddy drank our Christmas money again
Daddy drank our Christmas money again
Daddy drank our Christmas money again!
