.(Mark Erelli & Polly Mathewson)
Saint Nick fell down the chimney right on cue
With a big ole' bag of gifts for me and you
I was crying by the Christmas tree with a bottle of Petrone
This ain't no time of year to be alone
He said 'you look like hell, boy where's your bet.
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