Christmas at My House

When I was a kid
 I used to wonder where my mama hid
 All the Christmas gifts
 She pretended that Santa Claus would give
 We'd trim the tree
 Jiffy Pop on a string
 Lickin' candy canes
 While I'm listening to Donny sing
 Ooh, talkin' about Christmas
 Rudolph's nose is bright
 But big sister tell me, "He's just a lie"
 She said, "Santa ain't coming around
 'Cause there's no chimney for him to come down"
 So on the evening
 While pretendin' to sleep
 We would hear our Daddy
 Huffin', puffin' and cussin' boxes
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 We'd never leave cookies for Santa to eat
 'Cause he was just an image of a cartoon on a TV, oh
 Christmas at my house
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