Yes...it's...Christmas time,
I don't shower or shave
And my hair's a crime, can't you see
Now it's really tall
And, really, all I do
Is to let it wave free
It's...that...time of year
When my coif wags and bobs
If you strain to hear
I will say,
Merry Christmas
May your New Year's dreams come true
And...this...hair of mine,
As it starts to climb,
Wishes you and yours
The same thing too!
Merry Christmas Eve Eve, everyone, from my hair!
* To the tune of 'The Christmas Waltz', if that wasn't obvious. Yet another in a long line of wonderful Christmas songs by Jewish composers. We WASPS farm everything out, damn...
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