Lyric Happy Holidays, You Bastard

It s Christmas Eve and I ve only wrapped two fucking presents
It s Christmas Eve and I ve only wrapped two fucking presents
And I hate, hate, hate your guts
I hate, hate, hate your guts
And I ll never talk to you again
Unless your mom will touch my cock
I ll never talk to you again
Ejaculate into a sock
I ll never talk to you again
I ll never talk to you again

It s Labor Day and my grandpa just ate seven fucking hot dogs
It s Labor Day and my grandpa just ate seven fucking hot dogs
And he shit, shit, shit his pants
He s always fucking shitin his pants
I ll never talk to you again

Unless your dad will suck me off
I ll never talk to you again
Unless your mom will touch my cock
I ll never talk to you again
Ejaculate into a sock
I ll never talk to you again
I ll never talk to you again