There's twinkle lights and collared balls And holly bells to deck the halls But the turkey's burnt on those arguments Oh, it's Christmas With neighbors Bob and Betty here The folks you see but once a year Eating all my food, drinking all my beer Yeah, it's Christmas The red-suited, beaded fat man's on his way But all I get is socks and bills to pay Cause we're celebrating Christmas And paper hats and in a heap The cracky king's sound asleep The TV's on but it all repeats Yeah, it's Christmas The red-cheeked, jolly fat guy's on his sleigh We're in debt but there's a year to pay Till we're celebrating Christmas A hush falls on the neighborhood Kinda like we knew it would All is calm, all is good Yeah, it's Christmas