Well I don’t see no snow upon the ground
Yeah the jingle bells are ringing
But I don’t hear a sound
And though I can’t say why you left
I can say this
I’ll be drinking this christmas
Well I’m making a list
And I’m checking it twice
Bourbon Scotch Brandy and plenty of ice
So when my friends
They ask me what I’m doing on the 25th
I tell ‘em I’ll be drinking this christmas
No chestnuts roasting on an open fire
No walking in a winter wonderland
‘cause I’m rudolph the red nosed asshole
Too drunk to understand

I don’t see you when you are sleeping
I don’t know when you’re awake
I don’t know if you’re being bad or good
Or if I’m making a big mistake
Ain’t no “White Christmas” playing on this radio
Ain’t no lips to kiss under this mistletoe
So until you come back
I’m afraid I must insist
That I be drinking this christmas