Uncle Bernie's got me on his knee
Chocolate fingers in his tea
He thinks he's supercool but he's a fool
And I've been sitting waiting here for hours
Sydney won't get out the shower
Another lazy boring xmas morning round at ours
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
It's boring at christmas
I'm no kid anymore
And I'm too old for the panto
And too young for the sauce
But when the bells start ringing
I start grinning and lose my christmas blues
I'll get my kiss under the misletoe with you
Grandma's had the best of all the sweets
Picking toffee out her teeth
She says she shoulda been a beauty queen
And mother sighs as everybody shouts
We don't want no soggy sprouts
Another lazy boring xmas morning round at ours
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
It's boring at christmas
I'm no kid anymore
And I'm too old for the panto
And too young for the sauce
But when the bells start ringing
I start grinning and lose my christmas blues
I'll get my kiss under the misletoe with you
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Uncle Bernie's got me on his knee
Chocolate fingers in his tea
He thinks he's supercool but he's a fool
And I've been sitting waiting here for hours
Sydney won't get out the shower
Another lazy boring xmas morning round at ours
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
It's boring at christmas
I'm no kid anymore
And I'm too old for the panto
And too young for the sauce
But when the bells start ringing
I start grinning and lose my christmas blues
I'll get my kiss under the misletoe with you
Grandma's had the best of all the sweets
Picking toffee out her teeth
She says she shoulda been a beauty queen
And mother sighs as everybody shouts
We don't want no soggy sprouts
Another lazy boring xmas morning round at ours
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
It's boring at christmas
I'm no kid anymore
And I'm too old for the panto
And too young for the sauce
But when the bells start ringing
I start grinning and lose my christmas blues
I'll get my kiss under the misletoe with you
Chocolate fingers in his tea
He thinks he's supercool but he's a fool
And I've been sitting waiting here for hours
Sydney won't get out the shower
Another lazy boring xmas morning round at ours
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
It's boring at christmas
I'm no kid anymore
And I'm too old for the panto
And too young for the sauce
But when the bells start ringing
I start grinning and lose my christmas blues
I'll get my kiss under the misletoe with you
Grandma's had the best of all the sweets
Picking toffee out her teeth
She says she shoulda been a beauty queen
And mother sighs as everybody shouts
We don't want no soggy sprouts
Another lazy boring xmas morning round at ours
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
Daddy, daddy told me
You'll never get from Santa what you're wanting to
If he know (he'd be cool)
Oh, I'm not that bad, dad yeah yeah yeah
It's boring at christmas
I'm no kid anymore
And I'm too old for the panto
And too young for the sauce
But when the bells start ringing
I start grinning and lose my christmas blues
I'll get my kiss under the misletoe with you