Well, I donât see no snow upon the ground,
Yeah, the jingle bells are ringing,
But I donât hear a sound
And though I canât say why you left, I can say this,
Iâll be drinking this christmas
Well Iâm making a list, and Iâm checking it twice,
Bourbon, Scotch, Brandy and plenty of ice,
So when my friends, they ask me what Iâm doing on the 25th,
I tell âem Iâll be drinking this christmas
No chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
No walking in a winter wonderland,
âcause Iâm rudolph the red nosed asshole,
Too drunk to understand
I donât see you when you are sleeping,
I donât know when youâre awake,
I donât know if youâre being bad or good,
Or if Iâm making a big mistake
Ainât no âWhite Christmasâ playing on this radio,
Ainât no lips to kiss under this mistletoe,
So until you come back, Iâm afraid I must insist.
That I be drinking this christmas