Christmastime in Tinseltown (again)

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Christmastime in Tinseltown (again)

Well, it's Christmas time in Tinseltown again
Well, it's been so long, Ol' St. Nick where have you been
With your Christmas lights, those tourist brights, egg nog, and rum
I sent a Christmas card to the boulevard; to Jack the bum

But I know when it snows at night
That I get to hold you oh so tight
And kiss you under the mistletoe tonight

Well it's Christmas time in Tinseltown again...
Well it's Christmas time in Tinseltown again

I know it's been a year, but man it feels like ten
All the hoods are here to spread the Christmas cheer,
handguns and wine
I got my pocket picked from Ol' St. Nick, but I'm feelin' fine

Scotty: Christmas time, shmishmas time, Jack.
I was down in Tinseltown the
other day, and I believe that Santa Claus picked my pocket!
All: Awwww, man.
Kurt: That's terrible, man.
Scotty: Kid, you were there.
When you were sitting on Santa's lap, what
did you ask Santa for?

Glen: Yo, man, I asked Santa Claus for
a shiny gold trumpet and a big
Kahuna Burger, 'cause those are some tasty burgers!
All: Yeah! Right on.
Glen: Yo man, Luscious, what did you ask him for?

Andy: Well, I just asked him for a tiny little saxophone to give to my
little boy, Nate.
All: That's cute.
Andy: Hey Jeff, what would you like for Christmas?

Jeff: You know what I'd like for Christmas, man?
I would just like to
meet the greatest trombone player that's ever lived, J. J. Johnson.
Dirk: That's cool.
All: Right on.
Glen: Trombone?!?!
Jeff: What about you, Nature, what would you like?

Kurt: I'd like to grow a goatee, baby!
All: Yeah!
Glen: Get real man, you can't grow a goatee, man.
You gotta eat meat first!
Andy: Never happen, man. Never happen.
Kurt: How about you Dirk?

Dirk: Uh, I want a brand new pair of black
Stacy Adams shoes to go dancing in.
All: Alright! Nice. Yeah!
Dirk: Anyway, what do you want for Christmas, Scotty?

Scotty: Well, I've been thinkin' about it, Jack
and I'd like world peace.

All: Awwwww
Scotty: And some white-walls for my '59 Belair!
All: Alright!

Well it's Christmas time in Tinseltown again...

What do you want for Christmas, baby?