One day after Christmas...
Itís one day after Christmas
Iím crabby and Iím broke.
Iím so full of ham and fruitcake
I think Iím gonna croak.
Itís nice to see the relatives
I wonder when theyíll leave.
Theyíve been camping in my bathroom
since early Christmas Eve.
Theyíre eating everything in sight
and sleeping in my bed.
I been sacked out in the basement
with my beagle, Fred.
The relatives have all gone out
and left their screaming brats.
The toilet bowl is all plugged up
and I canít find the cat.
Itís Christmas time at my house,
the relatives are here.
They eat me out of house and home.
and drink up all my beer.
Those cookie crunchers fed the dog
a twenty pound rib roast.
His feet are sticking in the air
like skinny old fence posts.
Now theyíre in a free-for-all,
the girls against the boys.
Theyíre fighting over boxes
ícause theyíre bored with all their toys
My mother-in-law is snoring
in my favorite TV chair.
Those kids are stringing lights on her
and tinseling her hair