Drinking on Christmas

I'm drinking on Christmas
Like Dean Martin on a binge
Mixing margaritas with a mistletoe twist
Give me a kiss
I'm drinking on Christmas

I've been a good boy
Now I'm alone by a tree
Waiting on Santa to bring my baby right back to me
I'm drinking on Christmas

I hear the clip clip clip of the reindeer
Or am I hallucinating on my fifth beer
I think a fat guys' coming down my chimney
I bet he's in the mood to take a shot with me
I hope he's the only witness
I'm drinking on Christmas

A big plastic Rudolph was looking at me wrong
Now he's lying in about a million tiny pieces on my neighbor's lawn
He pissed me off

Watching icicles melt into my whiskey
Claymation's freaking me out on the TV
I lift my glass to her picture the mantle
And nearly burn my fingers off with a candle
How I deck my halls ain't none of your business
I'm drinking on Christmas

This bottle's empty
And I gotta go
So I step outside and try to write my name in the snow
Forget the wish list
I'm drinking on Christmas

Hark the hammered angels sing
I'm drinking on Christmas



Credits
Writer(s): Mark David Carson, Benji Harris
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