The Short, The Tall, The Chubby & The Old
Sat in a sofa waiting for the blonde
The music came on & she came in
Missiles slowly aimed for the sky
As she stumbled around, wiggling her nyloned thighs
Men Drunk, Girl high so they dont have to feel a thing
Thats the way the world goes
Thats the way life is
We all play our part in the show
& its three more days to Christmas Eve
The Short punched in at 7 Oclock
Days on the shop-floor sure as hell dont rock
In fact hes never been rocked in his life at all
The Tall drowned in a sleazy bar
For one kiss hed bring down the Polar star
But there aint no way that hes gonna crawl
Thats the way the world goes
Thats the way life is
We all play our part in the show
& its two more days to Christmas Eve
The Chubby almost lost it on a road full of snow
Its itching where it aint supposed to & it makes him low
He shakes the notion & steers up to his parents house
The Old put his Granddaughter on his knee
She gives him a hug & for a moment hes free
But when he meets his sons eyes he turn into a mouse
Thats the way the world goes
Thats the way life is
We all play our part in the show
& its one more day to Christmas Eve
The Blonde woke up on the toilet floor
With her High-heels as a pillow, wet & cold
She didnt die last night neither
& if it dont kill you well it makes you strong
But she cant even remember her own favourite song
Abstinence comes sailing like a well known fever
Thats the way the world goes
Thats the way life is
We all play our part in the show
& Today its coming... you better get up off on your ass...
Cause its coming now baby Christmas Eve
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