Christmas in Devon (Devon?)
I hate Christmas, I just hate Christmas
I don't know why we have to go down to Devon to see your mother
Christmas is always terrible there
(THUNK) ooh, ouch! Alright fine!
The Mother-in-Law is at the door
I locked her out, she's such a bore
Pass the beer and pass the wine
Let's get drunk and pass the time
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
I hate that stupid Christmas tree
I hate the way it stares at me
Carol singers stand outside
The Mrs put my gun aside - ah ha ha ha ha
Someone dies in Albert Square
I can but laugh but I don't care
Scrooge is great he sounds like I
Silence boy and pass the pie
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
Come on love, let's get going
What do you mean we can't go - there's no way I'm eating her quiche
Now we'll take the A30 beat rush hour, straight up the 303 and onto Cobham
I like Cobham
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(ARGH) Devon (ARGH)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(ARGH) Devon (ARGH)
It's Christmas
I don't know why we have to go down to Devon to see your mother
Christmas is always terrible there
(THUNK) ooh, ouch! Alright fine!
The Mother-in-Law is at the door
I locked her out, she's such a bore
Pass the beer and pass the wine
Let's get drunk and pass the time
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
I hate that stupid Christmas tree
I hate the way it stares at me
Carol singers stand outside
The Mrs put my gun aside - ah ha ha ha ha
Someone dies in Albert Square
I can but laugh but I don't care
Scrooge is great he sounds like I
Silence boy and pass the pie
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
Come on love, let's get going
What do you mean we can't go - there's no way I'm eating her quiche
Now we'll take the A30 beat rush hour, straight up the 303 and onto Cobham
I like Cobham
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(Devon?) Devon (Devon?)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(ARGH) Devon (ARGH)
It's Christmas, Christmas in Devon
(ARGH) Devon (ARGH)
It's Christmas
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Writer(s): Tony Mears
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