Well, it's Christmas time in Tinseltown again
Well, it's been so long, Ol' St. Nick where have you been
With your Christmas lights, those tourist brights, egg nog, and rum
I sent a Christmas card to the boulevard; to Jack the bum
But I know when it snows at night
That I get to hold you oh so tight
And kiss you under the mistletoe tonight
Well it's Christmas time in Tinseltown again...
Well it's Christmas time in Tinseltown again
I know it's been a year, but man it feels like ten
All the hoods are here to spread the Christmas cheer, handguns and wine
I got my pocket picked from Ol' St. Nick, but I'm feelin' fine
Scotty: Christmas time, shmishmas time, Jack. I was down in Tinseltown the
other day, and I believe that Santa Claus picked my pocket!
All: Awwww, man.
Kurt: That's terrible, man.
Scotty: Kid, you were there. When you were sitting on Santa's lap, what
did you ask Santa for?
Glen: Yo, man, I asked Santa Claus for a shiny gold trumpet and a big
Kahuna Burger, 'cause those are some tasty burgers!
All: Yeah! Right on.
Glen: Yo man, Luscious, what did you ask him for?
Andy: Well, I just asked him for a tiny little saxophone to give to my
little boy, Nate.
All: That's cute.
Andy: Hey Jeff, what would you like for Christmas?
Jeff: You know what I'd like for Christmas, man? I would just like to
meet the greatest trombone player that's ever lived, J. J. Johnson.
Dirk: That's cool.
All: Right on.
Glen: Trombone?!?!
Jeff: What about you, Nature, what would you like?
Kurt: I'd like to grow a goatee, baby!
All: Yeah!
Glen: Get real man, you can't grow a goatee, man. You gotta eat meat first!
Andy: Never happen, man. Never happen.
Kurt: How about you Dirk?
Dirk: Uh, I want a brand new pair of black Stacy Adams shoes to go dancing in.
All: Alright! Nice. Yeah!
Dirk: Anyway, what do you want for Christmas, Scotty?
Scotty: Well, I've been thinkin' about it, Jack, and I'd like world peace.
All: Awwwww
Scotty: And some white-walls for my '59 Belair!
All: Alright!
Well it's Christmas time in Tinseltown again...
What do you want for Christmas, baby?
