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LYRICS: now I'm not a punk I know how to satisfy my woman, that's part of my alibi she didn't want me, and I shoulda seen it when she baked him cookies in the shape of penis It's Christmas Eve, and I'm still alone haunted by memories of hearing her moan when I walked down stairs, the fear in my eyes I looked under the tree, and it wasn't a bike it's my wife and Santa without anything on putting his candy cane where it doesn't belong and his little elves they forced me to watch when he was about to jack in her box now I'm alone and I'm gonna get a sack of his crap for Christmas again with a little note "To Luke from Santa Clause" and it's a picture of her on his Jingle Balls that's why - I hate it when he's coming around 'cause my wife - gave a new meaning to 'coming to town'
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