It's Fruitcake Weather!

It's fruitcake weather, get your buggy down
It's fruitcake weather, get your buggy down
We gotta make the fruitcake
Before Christmas comes to town

Crack those pecans, tiny thunder rolls
Crack those pecans, tiny thunder rolls
Sweet ivory meat mounts in a milk glass bowl

Cherries and citron and ginger and vanilla
Canned pineapple, rinds, flour for a filler
Raisins and butter and eggs and spices
Walnuts 'cause you know that two nuts is twice as nices
The air's gettin' sweet, the old stove's a-glowin'
We got our whiskey from Mr. Ha Ha Jones
Mr. Ha Ha Jones

Look outside, the evening has begun
Look outside, the evening has begun
A mirror's what the window has become

Our tree is blazin' like a Baptist fire
Our tree is blazin' like a Baptist fire
Two drunken kites, we couldn't fly no higher

It's fruitcake weather, get your buggy down
It's fruitcake weather, get your buggy down
We gotta make the fruitcakes Before Christmas comes around



Credits
Writer(s): Knight Berman
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