W/Whitehorse/Merry Xmas, Baby (I Hope You Get What You Deserve)
This time of year Just a mix of emotions All Irish whiskey & condensed milk Oh these magic potions
Don't like the giving Gives you a lump in your throat You've got a slaughter house heart Wrapped in a down coat
Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas, baby I hope you get what you deserve This time of year Your cup runneth over You can't begin to remember What it feels like to be sober
It's even too cold to snow this time You keep the windows closed when you smoke Every seasons greetings A bad joke
Oh Merry Xmas baby, Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas, baby I hope you get what you deserve
No, no, there's no no heartwarming turn But you'll get through it with a stiff upper lip You'll pay your only friend an extra big tip Say see you next year Just get through this
Oh Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas, Merry Xmas, baby I hope you get what you deserveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
