About a young Smart Alec guy, thinking he is
going to take over Santa's job and change everything
What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearin'
So you don't like the color of red
What's the deal with the looks you're givin'
Ya Think at my age, I should be dead
Where have you been workin' out, lately mister
If you're job huntin,' should've sent your little sister
Everybody's thinkin,' that they can do
Better, but it's still Christmas Eve to me
You gotta problem with the sleigh I'm drivin'
Let me take a good look at your car
My sleigh will tell you a story about me
Your old beater, tells just who you are
I may need a rest, but I'm still pretty fussy
I will not hire, a scrawny little wussy
Snide smirk, big jerk, maybe good as a clerk
It's still Christmas Eve to me
Oh, it doesn't matter what it said in the paper
'Cause you're still not gettin' my job
Now for sure I'm stayin'
'Cause the poor kids would suffer
They're smart enough to smell a snob
You should go back to your mob
I'll stop and get us some more wrappin' paper
And a few thousand rolls of tape
Show me the way to the next McDonald's
Time to get back into shape
The kids don't want a skinny little Santa
New York, San Diego, St Paul or Atlanta
Next phase, toy craze, your place, anyways
It's still Christmas Eve to me
Everybody's talkin' 'bout Santa not leavin'
And it's still Christmas Eve for me
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| Writing Prompt |
Poems are Part I of every song with lyrics. Choose a song you love, and re-write the words. Can be a Broadway tune, a pop or country song, even a Christmas carol -any song at all! But whatever it is, you'll help yourself in the polls if you also post a recorded version of the original song when you post the new-and-improved lyrics/contest entry by you. (Because the voters might not be familiar with the tune, so giving them a chance to listen to it will help them "hear" yours!) |
