Larry The Cable Guy - Christmas Commentary lyrics

Get a job, you bum bum bum bum Money dont grow on trees, you bum bum bum bum, Silent Farts, Deadly Farts, All was calm, Not for long, Oh come on ye little forner C Ome and get them green cards And learn some damn english and than how to drive I wish my mother-in-law got Hit by a car I Wish my mother-in-law got hit by a car I Wish my mother-in-law got hit by a car So I wouldnt have to hear her b**h Blue Balls, Blue balls Its doller night, at the titty Club See them Dance on my Pants, soon it will be bathroom time You better watch Out I think shes a guy I aint quite sure but somethin aint right Janet reno's comin to town Donny the retard had an 8 pound water head He was 5 foot 3 and he said to me 'My names donny?, The First queir santa clause wore red leather chaps, And a pair of white shorty sorts That had a hole in the back, I pissed my pants, the tolit was just to far I Drunk to much damn Beer I tried to hold it in, but my bladder just gave in And I pissed right through my drawers Riright through my Wrangler drawers, I pissed I pissed Right my Wrangler Drawers