This Time Of The Year

This is that time of the year,
 A tinselly, glittery time;
 Long distance calls to uncle and aunt,
 On ev'ry corner you bump into Santa,
 'Cause this is that time of the year,
 A holly and jolly old time;
 Windows are dressed in ribbons of silk,
 And Junior drinks all of his milk!
 Poppa . . . keeps buying presents
 And sneaks them into the closet;
 Momma . . . goes to the bank
 But she holds out a dollar from ev'ry deposit;
 'Cause this is that time of the year,
 A silver bow, mistletoe time;
 Spirits are high, good will and good cheer,
 We're putting the tree up,
 The kids shouldn't be up,
 Saint Nick says, "Giddeyup!"
 To Dasher, Dancer, Blitzen, Prancer;
 This is that time of the year!
 This is that time of the year,
 A tinselly, glittery time;
 Dumpling and goose and pudding and pie,
 (Perfect excuse to go right off your diet!)
 'Cause this is that time of the year,
 A holly and jolly old time;
 Snow on your roof, your face and your shoes,
 And presents that you'll; never use!
 Grandma . . . feels twenty-two so,
 She dons her gayest apparel;
 He stands at the spinet and sings ev'ry carol;
 'Cause this is that time of the year,
 A silver bow, mistletoe time;
 Etc.